Our faces were close to each other. I just couldn't say we were making eye contact because of the black blindfold covering her eyes.
"Take off your clothes," I told her.
"What?"
"Exactly what you heard," I said without holding back. "Take off your clothes. Or do you want to do it with your clothes on? They're going to get dirty."
"Are you crazy?" The young woman was still nervous. "You're my sister's lover, so how can you be so bold? Especially in front of Diane."
Diane was very close to us. The ecstasy had faded from her, and she was paying attention to what we were doing. Tanya looked at her sister, as if she expected her to get jealous or something, but Diane looked at us with an unwavering expression.
"Sister, aren't you going to say anything?" Tanya asked Diane.
The white-haired young woman stared at her for a few moments, pondering what she could say to her sister, who was about to lie with her man.
Finally, Diane said to her in an emotionless tone, "Good luck."
