Oh no, Vert remembered. But her brother had always been her type, and after masturbating in front of him and then giving him an impulse handjob, it was kind of hard not to think they'd crossed the threshold. Still, it could just be this once. Just their little secret.

"Are you saying it's my fault?" Vert said with a pout, folding her arms in a way that emphasized her breasts. "Well... maybe it kinda is. What do you expect me to do about it, though?" The question was almost a challenge, to see if he'd figure out he'd get his suggestion.