We decided to stay in our clothes and drove to the neighborhood where it was, we pulled into the parking lot and seen a club all lit up. Figuring that...this must be the place we parked and went in. I made my way to the restroom while my uncle went to the bar. Coming out of the restroom I noticed the dance floor. Guys were dancing with guys. I realized that were in the wrong place especially while wearing kilts. It must have been a sight, the two of us in what most people call skirts. I went to. The three girls hung their heads in shame. they were all wearing tartain miniskirts and white see through blouses with no bras, stockings held up with garters (which were on full display) and lacy underwear.‘if youlike looking like prostitutes so much, then i am going to treat you like them,’ she said. there was a knock at the door and miss woode let them in. it was two older pupils, dressed almost exactly as the others, only more.‘ah girls you are right on time to help me teach these girls a. . ow!” I complained when Cassidy jabbed me in the ribs.“Don’t make me really hurt you,” she warned.“Yes, ma’am,” I said, and then got serious. “Kimberly came to my suite a couple of times with a group in the evenings. We all would watch movies, some cocktails were served, and I played a little poker. There was never much one-on-one interaction. I liked her, but it never was going to be anything other than us working together.“After a few nights I shut down the after-work get-togethers. I did. "Stace! Uh What are you...Why..." I came to apologize, but I guess there's no need for that. What the fuck are you doing Anne? You're brother! You are so fucking disgusting! I can't believe that you would...I can't believe you fuck your brother! You're a fucking freak too! You're all fucked up!" Stace...it's not" What? It's not what? It's fucked up! What are you gonna say Anne? You didn't know? You're fucking gross! I'm outta here!" WAIT Stace!"I jumped from the bed and ran after her as she.