I didn't have a chance to tipsily think things through any more than that. Kendra had her rope straightened out and waiting.

"Pants off," she said.

"But--"

"Pants. Off."

She said it so quiet, but in her special voice that I couldn't ignore. Not even if it meant half-stripping for my brother and sister.

Trinity cheered as I tugged my jeans off in that semi-ironic kind of way that implied support and encouragement for someone else being naughty, without necessarily being turned on by it. But... maybe there was something more in the way she looked at me? I couldn't judge well enough.

Dak laughed and clapped along with our...