Yes

Tiffany leaned back, a slow smile spreading across her face. "Good," she said. "Because you see, Chloe didn't just randomly decide to entertain you last night. That was a test."

Dan's eyes widened. "A test?" he repeated, his voice hoarse.

Tiffany nodded, taking another bite of her pizza, her gaze never leaving his. "Chloe and I have an...understanding. We share our experiences. And if you can handle her, then maybe you can handle me."

Dan felt his cock stiffen at the thought of being with both sisters. "What do you mean?" he asked.

Tiffany took another sip of her soda, her eyes never leaving his. "It means," she said, her voice a sweet, taunting melody, "that if you want to date me, you have to prove yourself. To both of us."

Dan's heart raced, his mind reeling with the implications of her words. He had never been in a situation like this before, but he found himself intrigued.

"Not at the same time, you perv," Tiffany said sternly, her eyes boring into his. "But if you want to see where this goes, you're going to have to play by our rules."