"What the hell do you want?"

"Nothing… I was just going to ask you if you might loan me five bucks. I'm sorry, Doug, I didn't mean to barge in… I…"

Robyn turned and stumbled back into the hall. She was about to run when she heard Doug call her name.

"If you want five dollars, you'll have to earn it."

She didn't know why she went back into Doug's bedroom. Except that she wanted that five dollars very badly. He was still squeezing and rubbing his cock. Robyn tried not to look at it, but found she could look at nothing else.

"Maybe we should talk about it l-later," she stammered.

"You want five bucks, don't you?"

"Yes. I do," Robyn answered.

"What are you staring for? Haven't you ever seen me do this before?" Doug moved his hand up and down, his fingers sliding over his swollen cock head, then down again.

"Of course not!"

"You do the same sort of thing." Doug grinned. "I know because I've watched you before."

Robyn turned red. "You watched?" She felt like sinking through the floor.

"Yeah. You were in your bed and I was outside on the roof. Man, you really worked out. You had one finger way up inside."

"Shut up, Doug Blakely! You just shut up!"

"Don't be so riled. We're brother and sister. It's not such a big thing if we know things about each other."

Robyn took a deep breath. "Look, do I get the five dollars or not?"

"I told you, you'd have to earn it." For a second, Robyn almost turned and went back down the hall. She did want that bikini awful bad though. She bit her lower lip and looked at her brother's cock. The oil made it glisten brightly. Robyn thought of the way her cunt glistened when she rubbed it enough.

"Okay, what do you want me to do?"