Over the next few days, Jill and Jimmy didn't exactly avoid each other, but they were a bit less talkative than usual. They really couldn't avoid each other because they both slept upstairs and shared a bathroom. They both, however, could feel that there was a bit of uncomfortable tension when they were near each other.

Every time Jill thought about what had happened between her and her brother, she blushed and felt pangs of both lust and guilt. How could she have allowed herself to do such a thing? She was a good girl, and she wanted to stay that way. She was well aware, though, that she was...