The siblings returned to the den with drinks in hand. Greg returned to the couch and sat in his normal spot. Steph took a position in front of the sofa. She imagined she would just take her shirt off, take her bra off, and stand there with her eyes presumably closed, letting him look wildly. But she initially required something else. From the sofa table, she snatched her iPhone, setting a five-minute timer. She would begin the timer before removing her shirt. She wouldn't think he would object once he started staring at her pink n*****s, and it would just buy her a few extra seconds of modesty.
She turned to face her sibling. He was remarkably—and ironically— watching her eyes rather than the part of her that she was about to reveal. She confessed, "You know, it's the last time, but for t
