Lily

"I'm going to go to bed early," Lily said, her eyes darting up to their father before falling back to her plate.

"Yeah, me too," Matt chimed in, "I'm still not feeling 100%, and I could definitely use a good night's sleep."

"Well, you'll both have to get the dishes done first," their dad said, "I'm sure if one washes and the other dries, it won't take too long."

Oddly enough, Lily didn't object, and Matt was too preoccupied to speak out, so the rest of dinner passed in relative silence, Matt watching as Lily and their dad exchanged glance after glance. After they all finished, Lily stood up and started putting the leftovers away, and Matt gathered the dishes while their dad went into his study after stopping at the refrigerator for a fresh beer.

Lily washed while Matt dried, and as he stepped behind her, he couldn't help but look at her. Like his mom, he had never thought of his sister as a sexual being, but the events of the day had opened his eyes to the world around him. His twin had their mother's looks, with a youthful look, thinner body and smaller breasts, she gave a look at their mom's teenage years. For a moment, Matt was tempted to jump into her, just for a moment, in order to try and get her to strip down for him, or maybe come into his room after everyone was asleep, but his curiosity about the looks on both Lily and their dad's faces during supper.

After she was finished washing, Lily drained the sink, and walked out of the kitchen without a word. Matt finished drying and put the last of the silverware away, going to their dad's study and knocking. "Dad?"

Matt heard the desk chair squeak, and his dad clear his throat before responding, "Yes?"

"I think Lily went to bed, and I'm headed up to my room. Night," he replied, trying not to let his nerves rattle his voice.

"Okay, Matt, sleep well."

His heart pounded as he walked past his sister's closed bedroom door, and he couldn't help but wonder what was happening in there. He brushed his teeth, the thought of his sister right through the wall almost driving him to distraction. He finished up, his imagination running wild as he went into his room and got ready for bed. He lay down, closing his eyes and practicing deep breaths, just in case anyone came to check on him.

It was a good thing he did. Five minutes after he had gotten his breath under control, Matt heard the telltale creak of his door open. He resisted the urge to open his eyes and see who was there, but barely. Somehow he kept his breathing regulated as the person in the doorway stood there a few moments before he heard the door squeak shut again. Someone had been quite curious as to whether he was asleep.

Matt counted to twenty, then focused on his sister, jumping into her mind without hesitation.

The looks he had seen around the dinner table hadn't been specific enough to to prepare him for what he found when he jumped. Matt was standing in the middle of his sister's room, the air cool on her naked flesh. He had hoped this to be the situation, and felt a thrill of excitement at the thought of his sister naked, but what he hadn't consciously expected was the sight of their dad standing in the room, closing the door behind him.

Matt opened her mouth, wondering what to say even as the words floated into her mind.