Jill was the one who took care of my strength and conditioning and Becky took care of injuries. They both saw that I was sweating and had a slight lim....Becky gave me a hard look. "Shit, I knew we should have checked you out last night. How bad is it?"I pulled my shirt up."We're dead." Jill said, looking at Becky.I could tell that they were both nervous."David, you have to tell us when you're hurt."They both grabbed an arm and dragged me to the training table. They stripped my sweats and shirt. I ripped off my blindfold - and stared directly into the face and eyes of someone who looked familiar, but I couldn't place right away. Bright red lipstick (slightly smeared), makeup and eyes done beautifully, long, wavy blonde hair - she really was ravishing, and I was momentarily stunned by her beauty!!No, by his beauty - it was Steph's other cousin - Jimmy!!! He was a scrawny 17 year-old blonde that I met once at one of Stephanie's family picnics. Holy shit - what kind of family did. "Oh, Fran, I'm not a slut!" Mum replied. Ellen and I just stared at her until all three of us burst out laughing. "Okay, I am, but I don't like to look like one."We argued about her outfits, and decided on a longish skirt with a slit up one side to show a peek of her leg when she walked. For the top, a lovely silk blouse with deep cleavage, and a covering jacket to look more demure, until it came off, of course.Now for the perfume - Seduction, of course. It always seems to work, well it does on. "Why not? Look out, Harry. Here I come--and here you come, too." She heard Betsy's giggle follow her into the other room where the boy lay half- sprawled upon the long couch.Harry looked a lot like his sister, but in a bony, masculine way. His eyes were the same deep-brown, and his skin the same rose-olive, but his hair was jet-black, where Betsy's was a rich chocolate-brown. He was slim and lean, and looked up at her without much interest."Oh, hi, Sunny. If you're looking for Betsy, the kid is.