Tanya comes in

Matt hopped out when Tanya pulled into his driveway but instead of heading off she got out too. "I might as well have a look. If the studio won't work, I'll save myself a second trip."

"Okay."

He led her inside--to meet the blast of a boombox. "That you, Matt?"

"Yeah, Karen. I'm home. We're... not alone," he trailed off when his sister popped out wearing nothing but a {if ****=false}bra and a{endif} pair of panties.

"Karen, right?" Tanya said.

"Yeah. And you're Tanya."

"Are you two... dating?"

"It's sort of complicated."

"Same last name... got it. You're his sister{if ****=true}... and you're doing him. That is sick."

Matt wasn't sure whether she heard admiration or horror in her voice. "Everything we do is completely voluntary," he said. "It isn't like you and your father."

"Hey, I'm not judging{endif}. As long as you're part of the streaming deal. Hell, I'll be there are a ton of perverts out there who would get turned on watching a brother and sister boning."

"We're not--" Matt didn't get any further.

{if ****=true}"It's complicated like I said," Karen finished for him.{endif} "So, what are you doing here with Matt, Tanya? Don't you have a boyfriend?"

"I'll let Ma--your brother explain it all to you later. For now I want to see the studio. Because this whole place looks like a dump to me. I don't think it could possibly work."

Matt sent a pleading look at his sister and led Tanya into the bedroom.

"Oh. You have a pretty nice bedroom, Matt. Let's look at the others and see if any of them have better lighting."

"This is it."

"You only have one bedroom?"

"We're not real rich."

"But where do you all sleep?"

{if ****=false}"Laundry room, dining room. We make do.{else}He gestured toward the bed. "No judging, remember."{endif}

{if ****=false}"Crap, that sucks."{else}"Your boning your mom and your sister. Dude, you are a sick puppy, aren't you."

"I hope that's admiration and not pity I hear in your voice."

"Oh, it is."

"If any of this gets out, our deal is off."

"No problem. As long as you don't get so worn out you can't produce on the show, your secret is safe with me. After all, I'm trusting you not to tell anyone about me and my dad."

"Yeah, but you don't want to screw your dad."

She grabbed him by his face and turned him to look her straight in the eye. "Do you think that matters? If anyone found out my dad was fucking me, I'd be labeled as the school whore. No more Homecoming Queen. No more cheerleader. No more lead roles in the school play. If word got out about you and your sister, she'd be given the label and you'd be a hero to the guys who run our school and given a pass by the girls. So don't go on about your secrets."

"Got it. And sorry."{endif}

"Okay," Tanya said. "I guess this will do. You'll have to make room for the cameras and lighting tripods so clean it out today so when I get here this evening we can do our setup."

"Got it."

"Okay. See you later and Matt?"

"Huh?"

"I won't promise anything but maybe, just maybe, if we need to do get the channel going, we could do a couples act."

"I'd like that."

"In your own sick way you can be pretty sweet. I'll see you this evening."