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 �>�Tia's Game by TailWeaver Copyright�(C) 2021 by TailWeaver

   Chapter 1: It -(TM)s just a game

   Tia and Katie were best friends and had been since they met each other
in third grade.  Over the years, they had changed, their other friends had
changed, and the school they attended had changed, but they remained best
friends.  Living three houses apart made it easy for one or the other to
often be at the other -(TM)s house, and over time it was not surprising to
find them sleeping over, or simply hanging and having dinner with the other
-(TM)s family.  Often, it was Tia spending time at Katie -(TM)s house, away
from her three brothers and the constant madness that filled her home,
however the two did spend time at Tia -(TM)s house as well, the single
child Katie experiencing a bit of what it was like to have siblings, even
if they were rambunctious boys.

   Tonight had been like any of the other hundreds of nights Tia had spent
the night at Katie -(TM)s home over the years.  They had dinner with Katie
-(TM)s mom, Tia had helped Katie with her few chores, and they had spent
the bulk of the evening watching a couple of teen horror movies.  The
second one being a bit more risqu�(C) than either of their parents would
have approved of.  Thankfully, Katie -(TM)s mom was an early-to-bed,
early-to-rise type, so they were used to having a couple of hours on their
own before retiring to Katie -(TM)s bedroom and often spending a few more
hours talking about anything and everything until the wee hours of the
morning.

   Snuggled up in Katie -(TM)s queen bed, both wearing their usual pajamas,
Tia had been slowly running out of things to say and had begun to slow down
and just be quiet, getting ready to drift off to sleep when Katie had
broken the silence after a long two or three minutes.

    -�I can -(TM)t believe that blonde girl, Amber, let them do that to
her. -�

   Tia roused herself a little, trying to make sense of Katie -(TM)s words,
and wondering who Amber was for a moment.

    -�Oh, the sorority girl.  Yeah, that was kinda weird.  Initiations and
stuff, I guess. -�

   Amber, the sorority girl in the second movie they -(TM)d watched, had
gotten tied up and left in a dark room to escape early on in the movie. 
The darkness and the creepy sounds of the dim interior of the old house had
made it especially creepy.

    -�Yeah, but it was like, she wanted to be tied up, remember? -�

   Tia did remember, and she had thought it was a little odd too.  But she
had been doing some reading in a story forum she was sure was not on her
parent -(TM)s approved list, and she had a pretty good idea why Amber had
done that.  She turned towards her friend, noting for the thousandth time
just how different they were.  Tia had about as much shape as a board, she
often thought, her long limbs rather coltish and lean, and her bosom, what
there was of it, almost disappeared completely if she stretched her arms
high.  Katie on the other hand was round and soft where Tia was lean and
firm.  Katie wasn -(TM)t fat, not really, she just was round, and perhaps a
little plump.  Her short blonde hair framed her face giving her an almost
nymph-like appearance.  Tia -(TM)s long black hair was the exact opposite.
Thick and flowing, she often felt her mass of hair dampening the back of
her neck on warm days, and she sometimes envied Katie -(TM)s short and more
refined hairstyle.

    -�Um, yeah, I think I -(TM)ve heard of that, -� Tia said softly into
the dim light of Katie -(TM)s room.

    -�Heard of what? -�

    -�Girls, or, well, boys or girls I guess, who like to be tied up. -�

    -~Oh. -� Katie said, then added after a long pause.   -�Really?  I
mean... -�

    -�Yeah.  I guess, um, for some, it feels good or something. -�

    -�Weird. -�

    -�Ya.  Weird -�.

   Nothing more was said about it, and the two soon fell asleep, but not
before Tia -(TM)s mind went back to one of the stories about the spy lady
who kept finding herself tied up and having to free herself.  She wondered
if it truly felt good or not.

   Tia had always known that her brothers were a little bit dense.  At
least her older brother Thomas was thick as a neanderthal sometimes.  Tim,
her twin, never showed much interest in anything besides his games, and
Terrence was still young enough that innocence and naivete could be
mistaken for being not so smart.  Thomas did not have that excuse of
course, and though she had never thought about taking advantage of his
somewhat simple and trusting nature, lately she had been toying with an
idea and she was sure he could get her brothers to go along with.  It
rarely failed that she couldn -(TM)t get them to do what she wanted,
whether it was simply because she was the sole girl in the family, or
because she had far more intelligence and creativity than any of her
siblings.  In the end, it was likely a bit of both, she mused, as she
marshaled up her plan.

   Ever since he had gotten old enough, Thomas (he hated to be called Tom
or Tommy) was always left in charge of them when their parents went out,
and for the most part, she and her brothers did not make life difficult for
Thomas.  They usually followed their nightly routine, cleaning up after
dinner and going to bed at the appropriate time.

   That wasn -(TM)t to say there were not times that they fought, or had
disagreements - especially over what to watch next - but for the most part,
they behaved and everyone got along.  So, it was not unusual for their
parents to take advantage of having four well-behaved kids and to have yet
another date night, leaving Thomas in charge, making sure everyone knew
that even though it was Friday, and they could stay up an hour later,
Thomas was still in charge, and the rules still were in force.

   It was those rules that had first gotten Tia thinking.  She wanted to
try something she had read about, but she did not dare ask any of her
friends, not even Katie, since she didn -(TM)t want them to think she was
weird.  Tia figured if she could try it out, carefully and safely at home
first, then perhaps she could mention it to her friends.  Ever since she
and Katie had watched that movie with the sorority girl being tied up, she
had sort of been obsessing about it.

    -�Hey Thomas, I know you are the one in charge, so I was thinking,
maybe we should have a new rule or game or something while Mom and Dad are
gone.  You know, something that would show it -(TM)s just you in charge. -�

   Thomas, his brown hair in a rather unkempt mess atop his head, looked at
Tia confused, not quite comprehending.   -�What do you mean?  I -(TM)m
already in charge. -�

    -�Yeah, but you are just enforcing their rules.  None of your own.  It
-(TM)s not really the same. -�

    -�Hmmph, whatever, -� Thomas replied, dismissing Tia -(TM)s suggestion
out of hand.

   Tia waited.  She had learned over time to give Thomas a bit of time to
work things out.  He might not be as quick as she was, but he wasn -(TM)t
dumb; Just a bit slower.

   Terrence passed through the room on the way upstairs, barely glancing at
his two older siblings.  His short brown hair was in much better shape than
Thomas -(TM)s, though that was not much of a surprise.  Terrence was far
more self-aware of his looks than his older brothers, even if he was the
baby of the family.

   The moment that Terrence left the room Thomas asked,  -�What sort of
rules? -�

   Tia smiled, she had known he would ask.  He might have some of his own
ideas, but he would never try them on his own.  He almost always deferred
to her.  In fairness, she often had the best games and ideas for the four
of them, and she was very good at explaining things in a way they all could
understand.  Whether it was explaining why it was best she took a shower
first (making sure she had enough hot water), or why it was often best to
end the night with something besides a scary show, they had all gotten used
to Tia being the brains of the siblings.

    -�Oh, I dunno, you are the one in charge you know.  But, maybe -� she
said, carefully insinuating her idea into the mix, sure that the thought
would take hold,  -�mmm, maybe something like  -~Every time we are alone
like this, after dinner, before we watch shows or go to bed, we have to
play a game of your choice -(TM).  That way it -(TM)s like, you know, you
have your own schedule - not in conflict with mom -(TM)s, but, you know,
just different. -�

   Thomas nodded, following along, his brow furrowed in thought.   -�I see.
Just another game.  Like, um, Risk or Life? -�

   Tia smiled, confident now that the hook had been set.   -�Oh, yeah, of
course, those would be fine.  Though I -(TM)ve always wanted to play more
real-life stuff, you know, like we did when we were little - cowboys and
Indians, or cops and robbers. -�

    -�Oh really?  I mean, that -(TM)s kinda kid stuff. -�

    -�I know, I know.  I just sorta miss it.  I -(TM)d even be the bad guy
or the Indian. -� No one ever wanted to be the bad guy before, always
getting in trouble, the cops always being the  -~good guys.

    -�Maybe, I guess.  Do you think I should?  You know, make a rule like
that? -�

    -�Oh yes.  I think it will show everyone, the boys especially, that you
are in charge. -�

   Tia decided to leave Thomas for a bit, going into the kitchen and
getting a drink of water.  She was not surprised to hear him yell at the
boys to come back down to the living room.  Making her way back to where
she and Thomas had been sitting, she tried to not smile as Thomas did
exactly what she wanted.

    -�Guys, new rule.  Before we watch a movie or some shows, or go play in
your room like you always do Terrence, after dinner, we have to play a
game. And not some boring board game.  But a game like we used to play, Tia
has lots of them you know so I decided it was time we start them up again.
Starting with cops and robbers.  Tia already said she -(TM)d be the bad
guy. -�

    -�Wooo, great!  I will go get the stuff, I know where it is.  Tia needs
a black mask, and we need our badges and those nerf guns. -� Tim exclaimed,
seeming almost excited; her twin sometimes surprised her with how eagerly
he seemed to agree with things, especially things she suggested.  Even when
it was via Thomas -(TM)s supposed authority, everyone knew Tia was the real
ringleader when it came to their games.

   A bit later, everyone had their badges, or mask on, and Tia was
explaining how she thought this should go.

    -�Wow, this is going to be fun.  I -(TM)m so glad you decided this
Thomas, I had forgotten how much fun this could be.  Now, it -(TM)s kinda
late, and we don -(TM)t have time for a big chase and stuff, so, um, why
don -(TM)t we pretend you -(TM)ve just caught me, and you need to
interrogate me or something.  Maybe Tim and Terrence can march me into the
room where Thomas, who is the big cop in charge, is waiting to find out
something - you know, like what my crew is planning. -�

   Tia began to lay out her idea for the game, certain that she could get
them to the point where she really wanted to be; tied up and questioned. 
She had read a story a couple of weeks ago about a spy being questioned and
she kept going over and over that story, imagining herself, in the story,
fighting them off, and not telling anyone anything.  It sounded so
exciting.

   Minutes later, Tia found herself tied to a chair with a belt and an old
jump rope, and she watched her brothers encircle her, asking mock questions
about her plans, about her crew, about what she was up to.  Struggling a
little, feeling her hands fairly effectively bound, Tia enjoyed being the
center of attention, even if she was the supposed  -~bad guy -(TM).  This
had worked out perfectly.  Just perfectly.  By the time she had them
tickling her and she was giving up the last of her  -~secrets -(TM), she
felt a warmth inside that she did not completely understand, but knew she
wanted more of it.  Much more.

   And so, it had started.  Exactly as she hoped.  By the fourth time they
were left alone, the boys did not even wait for dinner to be cleared before
they went and grabbed their props.  Over the past weeks, they had improved
on the items used to tie her to the chair, finding and collecting a few
lengths of soft rope they had rescued from an old tent the family no longer
used.

   Adjusting her mask, Tia waited for the boys to be ready.  She glanced
down at herself, wondering if Thomas or the others would say anything about
her change of outfit.  Up until now, she had simply worn what she wore
Winter, Spring, and Fall.  Jeans and a t-shirt.  under one of her soft
sweaters that was part of her daily attire, both at school and at home. 
Only in Summer did she change, dispensing with her usual knit sweaters and
often wearing shorts instead of blue jeans, though she would quickly slip
back into her jeans whenever there was much risk of getting dirty.  As she
was slowly maturing, she began to think maybe she should spend less time
acting like a tomboy, though she was in no hurry to grow up too much. 
Glancing down again, noting her summer attire, she hoped they did not say
anything

   She wanted more from their attempts to keep her tied up, now that she
had ensured they would continue this part of the now required  -~game -(TM)
whenever they were left on their own.  The story she had read, the one she
was fairly sure she should not have been reading, had made it clear that
the spy being tied had found the whole experience quite exciting, even
though she had complained and tried to get free.  She thought if she had
thinner clothes on maybe she -(TM)d feel it too.  She already knew there
was something about being powerless in front of her brothers that was oddly
exciting, not that she was in any way seriously worried that they -(TM)d
ever hurt her, or do anything wrong.  No.  It was just an odd feeling.  As
if knowing that they could do something even if they didn -(TM)t, made her
feel a little odd inside.

   Tia sat and watched Thomas tie her ankle to the chair, her bare legs
trembling a little as she sat still, her arms already pulled behind her
back, Tim carefully tying her wrists together.  Her thin shirt pulled right
against her bra and she wondered if this had been the smartest idea. 
Terrence usually let the others tie her hands since she had rather easily
gotten her hands free the second time they had played.  He sat and watched,
practicing his menacingly tough face, arms crossed in front of him, ready
to begin the interrogation.

   Tia waited until she was fully tied up before speaking up.   -�Maybe we
should change it a little. -�

    -�What?  Do you not like this now? -�

    -�NO, it -(TM)s fine, it -(TM)s just.  Hmm, maybe we need to have it
more like a contest.  Like.  You guys get 5 minutes to tie me up, like
this, then I get 20 minutes to get free.  The whole questioning thing was
kinda dumb sometimes, I mean, we can keep pretending if you like.  Anyway,
if I get free, then I -(TM)m the boss until bedtime, otherwise, you guys
are.

    -�I -(TM)m already the boss -�

    -�No, like, um, you can make me get drinks or stuff -�

    -�Oh.  But if you won... -�

    -�Yeah, you -(TM)d have to wait on me!. -�

   She could see Thomas mulling it over and eventually the three of them
left her alone while they discussed it.  It did not take long and they were
back, smiling

    -�Ok, we will try it your way Tia, but we have to start over, we didn
-(TM)t think you -(TM)d be trying to get free that hard, you never really
do. -�

    -�Ok, sure, -� she said and waited as they untied her, motioning her to
stand up while they organized their ropes again.

   This time, her brothers were much more careful with how they tied her
up, making sure there was a rope across her chest as well as one tying each
hand and foot to the chair or behind her.  The ropes pulled across her bare
legs in a new and different way and the strand that crossed under the band
of her new bra pressed against her skin through her thinner shirt in a
strangely tingling manner.

   The boys had done their job well, and though Tia tried as hard as she
could for the full twenty minutes, when they returned, they found her still
tied in place, her face a bit flushed.

    -�Looks like you are going to do whatever I say tonight, hmm? -�

   Hanging her head, happy despite her failure, Tia nodded  -�Of course,
that -(TM)s the rules! -� She felt her skin tingling and making her feel
energized somehow as they worked to loosen her bonds, eventually freeing
her from the chair.

    -�Drinks for everyone I think, and we are going to watch Iron Man 3
again. -�

   Tia shook her head, heading to the kitchen.  Thomas loved that movie. 
They had watched it probably ten times, but he always wanted to watch it
again.  Oh well, she thought, things could be worse.  She rubbed her wrists
lightly as she went to the kitchen, reminding herself how the ropes had
felt.  Things had been working out perfectly so far, she just had to figure
out a way to get them to try the things she really wanted to try.



   Chapter 2: An inadvertent discovery

   Tia watched as Tim went up the stairs.  Waiting a minute she quietly
followed behind him, stopping just out of sight when she saw him pick up
the lavender colored paper she had purposely let fall from her journal. 
Safely hidden, her eyes able to see what he was doing through a small
opening in the railing, she watched as her brother quickly glanced at the
paper, his eyes darting around before he headed off to his room.

    -(TM)Perfect! -(TM) she thought,  -(TM)he found it! -(TM) Knowing her
twin, he would show it to the others, and hopefully Thomas would figure out
that he could change the game, make up even more rules.  She had thought
about simply talking to him like she had before, but she could never figure
out how she could bring what she really wanted to happen up.  So she had
decided to let them discover a page of her journal with some of her
supposed private thoughts on the matter, and see what happens.

   She could remember exactly what was on that page, and as she went back
downstairs, waiting for the time when her parents would leave for the
evening, she imagined what Tim, or Thomas, or Terrence would think when
they read her journal entry.

   Oh god, this is so fun.  I can -(TM)t wait for the next time. 
Struggling, unable to get free makes me feel so good.  Deep down.  You know
what I mean!  Doing it with just my summer play clothes was so much better
than my jeans and sweaters.  I could really feel the ropes.  And I know
they could see me move better and that just made it so much better.  It
-(TM)s still not like that story  -�Captured Bird -� though.  Maybe I can
get Thomas to make some new rules or change the game somehow.  If they only
knew what I really wanted!  Not just to struggle to get free.  More. 
Searched like Madame Sparrow was, and maybe even punishments.  Not like the
story, though, that was kinda scary, but maybe something a little easier,
less painful.

   Tia waited in the kitchen, certain that her brothers were discussing the
paper she had let them find.  She wondered if they realized it was from her
journal, and if they did, would they try and find some more.  She thought
she might put in a another suggestion tonight as a little test, to see if
they would add another rule or game that showed they had not only found the
page she had left for them, but they had found a way to peek into her
journal to find out more.  When she finally heard the rapid pounding of
feet on the stairs, she stifled her nervousness and sat complacently,
sipping on a soda as she waited to see what, if anything, they were going
to do.

    -�Ah, there you are.  Don -(TM)t go far, as soon as Mom and Dad leave,
I got a couple of new rules for our game! -� Thomas looked oddly both
confident and nervous as if he was not quite sure of himself.

   She figured they must be wanting to change things up if he was that
nervous.  So she tried to quiet her mind, tried to stop trying to figure
out the mind of her brothers, and simply nodded at him, waiting.   -�Sure,
I mean, you are in charge, right? -� she added, underscoring her continued
effort to make him think he, or her brothers, were really in charge.

   Her parents hadn -(TM)t been gone even five minutes before the boys were
back and Thomas was laying out the new rules, his pompous Captain voice
clear and steady.

    -�Madame Tia, you have been detained as a spy.  You have no rights. 
You get no lawyer.  You will be interrogated and then killed when we are
sure you no longer have anything useful to tell us.  There is no hope for
you -�.

   Thomas broke into a smile and pulled out of character and said in a
normal voice:  -�Pretty good huh?  I wanted you to have a good reason to
try and escape etc., -� he said, looking to her for approval.

   The fact that his little speech was little more than a paraphrase of one
of Madame Sparrow -(TM)s first interrogations told her everything she
needed to know.  They had taken the bait.  It would be so fun to see how
far they dared push things.  Tia knew she wanted them to do much more than
they had so far, and she hoped she would not have to be too obvious in her
journal to make sure they knew that at least some things were okay to do.

    -�Yes, that -(TM)s good.  I mean, really good! -� she said, stroking
his ego a little bit as she wondered what else they had planned.

    -�Mr.  Tim, the Captain, here has informed me that you are a master of
escapes and are rarely kept bound very long; We shall see.  We will be very
thorough in our search to make sure you do not have any knives or sharp
objects that would help you escape.  We shall not be as nice as the last
country that captured you.  We have heard about the terrible jokes you
played on them once you were released. -�

   Tia was frankly a little impressed.  She did not think Thomas had that
much imagination.  It wasn -(TM)t until she noticed Tim mouthing along with
Thomas -(TM)s words that she realized that Tim was the likely writer of
that little section, and she glanced at her twin, noting the way he seemed
to be staring at her.  She knew they had to be wondering just what she was
willing to do, given they had apparently read at least part of Captured
Bird.

   Another week had gone by, and Tia once again stood, nervous and tingling
as the natural outcome of all her prodding and private encouragement had
come fully to fruition.  After her brothers had searched her last week, she
had been forced to make an almost blatant encouragement in her  -~private
-(TM) journal just to give them a better hint - and she had followed up
their rather lackluster search with an escape within less than ten minutes.

   Oh geez, sometimes boys are so dumb.  It -(TM)s not like I was hiding
the fact that it was ok to search me.  I stood there, not moving, while
they barely ran their hands over me.  Did they not read that story?  They
searched Madame Sparrow quite thoroughly, and I figured they would do the
same to me.  They must have been too scared they would get into trouble or
something.  I need to somehow make Thomas make a new rule that only the
four of us can ever discuss our games.

   Sigh.

   Thomas -(TM)s rehearsed diatribe once their parents were safely gone
made it clear they had again read her journal and she was going to get what
she -(TM)d been wanting.  At least she hoped so.

    -�First off, -� he said, looking at each of them, his gaze staying long
on each of her brothers.   -�No one can know about the game.  Right?  Tia
probably does not want her friends to know she still plays with her
brothers, am I right? -� She had nodded, convinced now that they were
acting on her latest journal hints.   -�And that goes for me too, if the
guys knew I was still playing with my little sister they -(TM)d laugh me
out of school! -� After another long look at each of them, he nodded and
turned to face Tia, standing between her two brothers.

    -�Don -(TM)t think you will get away so easily this time Madame Tia. 
Your friend Ms.  Sparrow learned too, how thorough we can be.  She is still
crying for release in her cell.  I think you will be joining her soon! -�
Thomas glared at her as Tim and Terrence marched her to the capture room,
each of them holding onto one of her arms.  As they came to a stop near the
chair they had placed in its usual position, the ropes laid out nearby, she
heard him speak again.

    -�You must have kept something hidden about your person the last time
we had you in our hands.  That cannot be allowed to happen again.  Sergeant
Terrance, search the prisoner! -�

   Terrence moved from Tia -(TM)s side to stand in front of her, Thomas
moving to hold her arm and keep her in place.  Terrence started at her
feet, untying her shoes, and pulling them, and her small pink accented
socks off.

    -�Nothing here sir, -� Terrence said, his light tenor voice sounding a
tad nervous, probably not used to  -~acting -(TM) out the scene.  Usually,
he just helped the other two tie her up in various ways.

    -�Very good.  Continue. -�

    -�Yes sir, -� Terrence said, and he ran his hands lightly up Tia -(TM)s
bare legs, one after the other, though there was no way she could be hiding
anything there.  He kept on running his hands up and over her shorts,
pressing lightly as he covered her side to side.

   No one said anything, and Tia realized they were still unsure of her
reaction.  It was one thing, perhaps, to read something, it was another
thing to actually do it.  After a long moment, Terrence continued up along
her sides, running a hand down her back, briefly touching the band of her
small cupped bra before moving around and nervously running his hands along
her stomach, stopping before he went any further.

   Again the boys waited, curious if she was going to say anything.  To
stop them.  To complain.  Tia stayed silent, nervous, and excited, praying
that she was finally going to find out what it had been like for Madame
Sparrow.  Seeing their nervous glances Tia decided to close her eyes,
letting them do what they wanted to without her watching them every second.

    -�Sergeant Terrence, it is clear you have not been briefed in the
latest search techniques.  Lieutenant Tim, care to show him where he went
wrong? -�

    -�Certainly sir, -� she heard Tim say, and within seconds his hands
were also traveling up and down her sides, moving around to her back.  He
traced the band of her bra with his hand, lifting it slightly even though
it was under her shirt, before moving around to the front and running his
hands from her shoulders, down over the soft fabric cups of her newest bra,
down to her stomach, and back again.  It happened rather quickly as if they
were all still nervous she was going to stop them.  After a long moment,
his hands went down to run over her shorts, not shying away from the front
panel, though not lingering there.  Simply running his hands over every
inch of her bottom.  And front.

   It was deliciously dangerous, she thought as she felt her heart begin to
beat more rapidly.

    -�Report Lieutenant! -�

    -�Sorry, sir.  I can -(TM)t really tell sir.  She is very devious as
you know.  She could still be hiding something! -�

    -�Then.  Continue.  We cannot let a repeat of last time tarnish our
reputation! -�

   It was clear that Thomas and Tim were getting into their roles more and
more each week, culminating in today -(TM)s back and forth that seemed
almost organic, not stiff and rehearsed.  Tia stood still, her eyes still
closed, silently giving them permission to search her the way she wanted to
be searched, praying that they would not chicken out again.

    -�Captain? -�

    -�I said continue, Lieutenant.  She must be thoroughly searched -�

    -�Yes sir -� Tia heard her twin reply, followed by a silence that
seemed to stretch out forever.  After what seemed like an hour, she felt
hands pulling up on the edges of her shirt, pulling it free from her shorts
as she remained standing still, not daring to open her eyes, not daring to
startle them or stop them.

   After a short pause, she felt the hem of her shirt being raised,
exposing her stomach, moving slowly, ever so slowly upwards, until it
paused an inch or two below her breastbone.

    -�Arms sir? -�

    -�Oh yes, er Sergeant! -�

   With a suddenness that surprised her, Tia felt each arm being raised,
Terrence -(TM)s small hand on her right arm, Thomas -(TM)s larger, firmer
hand on her left.  As her arms were lifted, higher and higher, she knew
that she was at a crossroads.  If she was going to stop this from going any
further, if she was going to leave her imagination in her imagination, she
would have to stop them now.

   She kept quiet, though the trembling in her stomach seemed to send
little quakes of nervous fear all through her body.  Her parents would
definitely not approve of this game, she thought as she felt her twin
brother continue to lift her shirt, slowly exposing her pastel blue bra to
their gaze as her shirt was raised higher and higher, catching a little on
her head

   She moved her head to one side, trying to ease her shirt over her head
as the tight neckline was more than a little uncomfortable.  With a firm
tug, she felt her shirt finally slide up and over her head, and almost as
suddenly she felt her arms lowered back to her side.

   A moment passed before Thomas again spoke  -�Lieutenant -�

    -�Oh, sorry, yes sir -� Tim replied, his hands moving over her bare
skin, tickling the small muscles of her stomach as his feather-light touch
drifted all over her stomach, moving up and down and side to side.  His
hands moved over to her sides again, sliding upwards before once again,
lifting and running a finger under the band of her bra, the fabric pulling
against her chest slightly as she felt her brother  -~search -(TM) He took
his time tracing and retracing the band of her bra as if to gather courage.
She could feel his fingers trembling a little as they moved up to her
shoulders, tracing the line of her bra straps before sliding down her front
and feather lightly letting his fingers run across her uncovered bra cups.
She felt a tingling deep inside, and she was certain her nipples were
getting harder and harder when he stopped his up and down movement and
again ran his fingers under the band, this time on her front side, moving
just under her breasts as he traced a finger -(TM)s width of skin
underneath the bottom edge of her bra.

    -�N-nothing sir! -�

    -�Very good, very good.  Perhaps she does not have anything hidden this
time, but we must be sure -�

    -�Yes.  Sir, -� Tim said slowly, the silence after his words drawing
out as they all looked at her standing there half undressed.

   She felt a tug on the snap of her shorts, and as she adjusted her feet,
she felt all movement stop, pausing, before they once again went to work on
the closure of her shorts.  She felt a tingling tickle dash up to her
stomach as the snap finally came free and Tim pulled the two sides apart.
As her twin slowly lowered her zipper, she felt a warmth building up inside
of her that she had longed for.   -(TM)This was all that she had hoped for
-(TM), she thought, her eyes closed, and waiting, feeling the tickle return
as the sides of her shorts were pulled further apart, her zipper lowered
all the way.  She could feel Tim begin to lower her shorts now, inch after
inch, the top of her bottom coming into view before he stopped.  She felt a
tug on the waistband of her underwear, and she felt him pulling them up and
snug around her waist.  Blushing, she realized that they must have been
caught up in her shorts.  With renewed confidence, she could feel Tim
return to lowering her shorts, sliding them over her slim hips, and
exposing her round bottom, covered only by her pale blue panties.  She had
hoped, even prayed that this would happen, so she had made sure to wear one
of her nicer panties, not wanting them to see how ratty the waistband was
on a couple of her older sets.

   It was only a moment or two longer before they had her stepping out of
her shorts and she was standing in just her underwear and once again Tim
ran his hands over her bottom, this time covered only by her panties.  She
felt that delicious tingle returning as he touched every inch of the fabric
of her underwear, not shying away from the front of her, though he did not
linger or do anything untoward.

    -�She -(TM)s clean sir.  I am sure of it. -�

    -�I see.  Very well.  On your head then if she escapes yet again.  Sit
the prisoner down and immobilize her while we prepare the question list. -�

   Tia sat down, her body tingling and alive as she heard Thomas give at
least a passing nod at an excuse for why she -(TM)d have her 20 minutes to
try and escape.  As they tied her to the chair, the ropes feeling much more
intimate as they crossed so much bare skin, she could tell the boys were
not tying the ropes as well as they had in the past, and she was certain
she could escape.  She thought about it for a long time after they left,
before deciding that they might be more willing to continue this game if
she did not escape this time.  She could always escape the next time,
making it clear that they might need to search her more carefully than they
had been.

   The rest of the evening was as exciting as the beginning, as Thomas made
it a new rule that once something came off, it stayed off.  She was
relegated to getting them drinks and making popcorn while still dressed in
just her underwear, and she began to get a new and surprising enjoyment
from her continued exposure.

   A couple of weeks later...

   Tia could feel that tingle of excitement building within her all
afternoon.  She had come home after school to find out her parents were
going out again that evening, and she was sure that things would be even
more fun tonight than the last couple of games that had ended with her
spending the evening in her underwear.  At least she hoped so.  She had
indeed escaped the last time they had played, and even though she had
remained in her underwear, it was the boys that were fetching her drinks,
and getting her snacks, letting her choose which shows to watch.  She did
not think they minded, not really.  It was clear that they could not keep
from looking at her whenever they thought she wasn -(TM)t looking.  She had
gotten real good at pretending to be engrossed in her show, moving and even
stretching from time to time, giving her brothers long unobstructed views
of her barely clad frame.  She had made sure her journal entries continued
to show how much she was enjoying the game, and even hinted at her desire
for more.

   I can -(TM)t believe how good that felt, standing there, letting them
search me, taking off my shirt and shorts.  It was scary and exciting.  And
oh so good.  I felt so good.

   Maybe now they will really search me, the way Madame Sparrow was
searched.  {blush}I can -(TM)t believe I just said that.  I mean, am I
crazy?  I can -(TM)t stop thinking about it.  The feeling of being
powerless.  Bound.  Not just in my underwear, but naked.  Just writing it
down is making me so aroused I need to stop.

   Tia was a little worried that she had been perhaps too explicit in her
journal, though she had felt such a rush when she had left her journal on
her desk with that last entry unaltered.  They would read it.  She was sure
they were checking what she had written daily now, and she did not have to
see the slight change in the book -(TM)s placement to know they had read it
again - there was usually a look on Thomas -(TM)s face, or a barely
overheard conference amongst her brothers.

   By the time her parents had left and she was standing between Tim and
Thomas, watching as Terrence began with her shoes and socks like always,
she was a bundle of nerves and secret naughty excitement.  She so hoped
they would continue, and dare to do more, to search like Madame Sparrow had
been searched.  Some things had changed after that first time when Tim had
taken her shirt and shorts off, Terrence now simply worked his way upward,
his hands running up her bare legs and running over the outside of her
shorts before nervously unbuttoning her shorts and pulling them down.  He
seemed less hesitant this time, she thought, feeling his slim fingers
pushing her shorts down over her hips, leaving the waistband of her panties
a little low in the back.  His hands on the hem of her shirt was all the
signal her other two brothers needed to pull her arms up and help Terrence
lift and pull the shirt up and over her head, exposing her bra and her
nearly naked body to everyone -(TM)s view.

    -�Thank you, Sergeant.  After last week -(TM)s escape I -(TM)ve
instituted a new search policy, let me demonstrate -�

    -�Yes sir -� Terrence moved to her side and took over holding onto the
arm Thomas had previously been holding.  She thought his hand felt a little
nervous as he held onto her, his fingers trembling slightly and a bit
clammy

   Thomas ran his fingers under her bra strap in back, lifting it away from
her skin and letting it fall back before moving around to her front and
running it under the band beneath her cups.

    -�The Lieutenant -(TM)s search technique was much better, we all know
that, but it became clear after last week -(TM)s escape, that Madame Tia
was far more devious than we had suspected! -� Thomas -(TM)s hands dropped
to run over her panties, bushing across the front of them briefly before
patting down her whole backside.  With a suddenness that sent a warmth
throughout her insides, she felt him push his hands under the back of her
panties, firmly touching her bare bottom and pushing the fabric down in the
back.

    -�No, she most assuredly is hiding things where no honest person would.
We must be even more thorough -� he said, looking straight at Tia as if
waiting to see if she was going to complain.  When she said nothing, he
continued, leaving her underwear pushed over her bottom in the back and
moving his hands up to her bra.  He ran his fingers along the outside of
each cup, gently touching the small swell of her breast that was just
barely visible, before sliding his fingers under the lace edge of one cup,
feeling more of her breast tissue.  Up and down his finger slid, exploring,
touching, all the way watching her for any signs of disapproval.  Tia could
feel the intensity building as her brother tested her limits, pushing
against them, seeing how far she was going to let them go.  She closed her
eyes, unable to handle the intensity of both his touch and the way he was
looking at her.

    -�No, we must search everywhere now, -� he said, moving to the other
cup and repeating the searching motion before pushing even further in and
touching her nipple for the first time.

   Tia could not stop herself from making a small gasp as the electric
shock of his touch made her inhaled sharply.  She felt him freeze, his hand
not moving, and she opened her eyes, seeing him looking more than a little
scared.

    -�You.  You guys can -(TM)t tell anyone! -� was all she said, and she
felt his fingers move again, over her small breast and back to her nipple
as she stood there compliant and obviously willing for them to search her
in that manner.

    -�Never! -�

    -�Of Course not! -�

    -�I promise! -�

   As soon as Tia nodded, and closed her eyes again, she felt Thomas -(TM)s
fingers move over her right breast with a lot more confidence, touching her
everywhere, sliding deep inside the cup of her bra.  His hand moved to the
other side and repeated his  -~search -(TM), stopping and playing with her
nipple as it seemed to get even harder, though she was not sure how that
was possible.  They ached so much now she was not sure she could stand it
much longer.  And she was getting quite warm below.

    -�Sir?  Why don -(TM)t you just remove her garments? -� she heard
Terrence say as Thomas -(TM)s hands returned to her bottom pushing her
panties out of the way a bit more in the back, firmly cupping both of her
butt cheeks as he continued to  -~search -(TM).

    -�Once we -(TM)ve completed the search, Sergeant.   -� she heard Thomas
say, and she felt a nervous thrill shoot through her as she realized they
were going to take everything off.  Eventually.  While he had spoken,
Thomas had stuck to the area he had previously uncovered, but when Tia said
nothing she felt him move around to her front side, and slowly slide his
fingers under the waistband pulled tight below her belly button.

   Tia moaned, pulling slightly against their hands holding her arms as she
felt Thomas -(TM)s fingers move lower.  This was so much more intense than
the previous  -~search -(TM) she thought, unable to stop from moving away
from his hand, though he did not pull away once she said nothing more than
her one moan of excitement.  His fingers pushed lower, grazing her engorged
clit, pushing the fabric of her panties down as his fingers moved lower and
lower.

   She heard Tim gasp as her panties were pushed even lower and Thomas
-(TM)s hand now covered her sex, stroking the slight bit of hair that
covered her pubis.

    -�That is how we will do our searches, from now on -� she heard Thomas
say as his hand pulled away.  She opened her eyes, seeing all three of her
brothers staring at her sex eagerly.  She stood there, ½ naked, and let
them look as long as they wanted, never saying anything, never moving.  She
felt so energized and alive, it was very surreal.  After a long moment, she
saw Thomas reach down and push her panties down and off of her hips.

    -�Tie the prisoner while I read the latest intelligence -� she heard
him continue as he moved around behind her and unhooked the strap of her
bra.

   As the thin band parted, and the two sides of her bra loosened against
her back, Tia felt more and more naked.  The tingling in her body increased
as she felt her arms being moved and her bra being pulled away until she
was standing completely exposed for a long moment.  She could feel her
nipples crinkling even more as their exposure became complete, and as they
moved her over to the usual chair, she felt a total vulnerability that was
sending triggers of pleasure throughout her body.  This was what she had
wanted since she had started them down this path.  This, right here. 
Naked, about to be tied up and left to struggle, all of her young body
exposed in front of her brothers.  Her breasts, her nipples, her butt, her
vagina - all of it, open to their gaze.

   The wooden seat of the chair was cool on her bottom as Tim and Terrence
set her down.  Pressing her back against the curved chair back, she felt
them pull her arms down and behind her, tying her hands in place.  She did
not test the binding, not yet, simply waited as they looped one of the soft
ropes around her torso, running just below her bare breasts.  They
continued to loop the rope around, this time passing just above her chest.
Looking down she could see her pale bosom poking out from between two lines
of the rope - framed as they tied it off behind her.

   Rather than simply tying her ankle to the chair leg, she felt them bend
her leg, pushing one foot back towards the back chair leg, pressing on her
knee to part her thighs as they pressed her right foot further and further
back.  She could feel herself opening up, and she knew they could see
between her legs much better, but she could not stop the excitement from
continuing to build within her as they worked to tie her ankle below her
bottom.   -~Really should figure out some cuffs -(TM) she thought, though
she enjoyed the long moments they spent tying her up each time.  Every
touch of their hands on the ropes, or on her skin made the tingles even
stronger.

   When they began to repeat their actions on her other leg, she felt
exposed as they pushed her other knee quite far to the outside, her bottom
being pushed down into the chair and forward a bit as they moved her into a
new and exposed position.  She could feel the smooth wooden chair beneath
her bottom as they pushed her knees and pulled on her feet, her bottom
scooting forward a little bit, making her exposure that much more complete.
When they were finally done, and the two stepped back and looked at her
sitting there tied to the chair, she felt the familiar surge of excitement
and arousal wash through her.  Only it felt like much more.  Much stronger.
Much more exposed.  Much more naughty and dangerous.

   Tia heard Thomas come back in and the three of them stood there, looking
her over for a long minute.

    -�I see you used one of the ideas we found. -�

    -�Yes Thomas, I mean Captain.  See how much more tightly she is bound?
-� Tim -(TM)s voice sounded more than a little excited, and she could see
that none of the boys seemed to be able to pull their eyes away from what
was between her legs.  It was exactly as she had imagined.  She felt
powerful, and powerless at the same time.  It was more than a little crazy,
she thought, but when she -(TM)d read that story, and others like it, she
had also read first-hand accounts of other girls, women, who had done
something similar.  It seemed they were right.  It felt.  Good.  Dangerous,
yes.  Tingly and Nervous, definitely.  But good, very good.

    -�Yes, it looks like it -(TM)s holding her in a much better position.
Hmm, Sergeant? -�

    -�What?  Oh, yes, for sure -� Terrence added, his eyes darting between
Tia -(TM)s breasts and her exposed vagina.

   Tia felt the waves of submissive naughtiness was over her, and she
looked at Thomas  -�Remember.  No one ...  can know -�

   Tim interrupted,  -�We promise.  Why would we ruin such a perfect game?
We do reserve the right to get better and better at tying you up though, as
it is much more fun when you are waiting on us.  Especially since it -(TM)s
clear you love to be doing all of this for us naked, eh  -~Madame -(TM)
Tia? Ain -(TM)t that right Thomas? -� he said, emphasizing the word Madame
as if insinuating it wasn -(TM)t just a game for Tia.

    -�Yes, yes, of course, -� Thomas said, his mind moving along much more
slowly than Tim -(TM)s, but Tia sensed there was a firmness, a solidity
there that would be much less malleable about certain things.  Tim might
suspect certain things about Tia and why she was playing these games, but
Thomas was the one that would insist on following the rules, once she had
gotten him to put them in place of course

   Tia -(TM)s mind replayed the evening, over and over, as she lay in bed,
clutching her pillow tightly, her whole body curled up and hugging her
inanimate bedtime companion.  She could still remember the intensity of
that first touch, followed by the equally intense exposure.  Once she had
spent some time being tied to the chair, her nakedness slowly became less
scary, though it had been clear all night long that her brothers could not
get enough of looking at her previously private areas.  Gently clutching
herself, she chased the tingles deeper and deeper until that sweet release
washed over her.



   Chapter 3: Admittance

   It had been a couple of months since Katie and Tia had watched the movie
that had jumpstarted Tia -(TM)s games with her brothers.  She had never
brought it back up, never quite sure she dared, but every time they hung
out it was like a giant secret hanging in the air.  For years they had told
each other everything, but now there was this whole game, this whole
private game that Tia dared not share.

    -�Your folks seem to be going out a lot lately, I mean, I don -(TM)t
really care when I come over or you come over, but it hasn -(TM)t been on a
Friday in like forever!.

    -�Yeah, guess they are having fun or something.  Or just trust us to be
alone more often, I dunno. -�

   Tia had to stifle a flush at Katie -(TM)s comment, her mind immediately
going back to last night -(TM)s game, and how she had felt being completely
naked in front of her brothers.  She must have not been as successful as
she thought, because the next words out of Katie -(TM)s mouth were quite
probing.

    -�What?  What?  You are hiding something!  Tell me!  Oh c -(TM)mon! -�
Katie -(TM)s voice was not quite strident, but it was clear she was
excited.

    -�I.  I can -(TM)t -�

    -�What?  We tell each other everything.  I mean, the things I -(TM)ve
told you, you know, about Kevin and stuff. -�

   Tia nodded in understanding before shaking her head  -�Yeah, it -(TM)s
not like that.  It -(TM)s just, um, you might think I -(TM)m weird or
something and then we couldn -(TM)t hang out! -�

    -�Tia!  Now you -(TM)re just being silly!  There -(TM)s no way you
could make me not want to hang out with you.  Unless you suddenly became a
criminal!  Are you a hardened bad girl criminal now?  Here to steal from
us? -�

   Again, shaking her head, though she kept her eyes down, embarrassed just
to be thinking about it.   -�No, no no, nothing like that! -�

    -~I know, I know, I was just teasing.  I swear girl, you are being too
weird now.  What could you possibly be worried about? -�

    -�Nothing I guess, I mean, well... -�

   Tia sat and looked at her friend for the longest time, trying to build
up the courage to tell her what she was doing with her brothers.

    -�Tia... -� Katie said, turning to look at her friend.

    -�No, don -(TM)t stare at me.  Um, just look at the tv or something.  I
-(TM)ll tell you. -� Tia said finally, the tension building in the air
between them.

    -�Ok, ok, I promise it will be ok.  I love you, you -(TM)re my oldest
and best friend. -� Katie reached over to give Tia a quick rub on her
shoulder.

    -�I know.  Sorry, it -(TM)s just. -� Tia -(TM)s voice trailed off after
only a second or two.

   Tia was quiet a while, watching Katie staring at the television and
kindly giving her the time she needed.

   Finally, she spoke up  -�Remember that movie we watched?  With Amber,
the sorority girl? -�

    -�Amber?  Oh.  Yeah, that R-rated one we watched while Mom was in bed?
-�

    -�Yeah.  Um... -� Tia again paused for a while, trying to figure how
she could explain without looking like a total freak.

    -�Well, you know I had found a story sort of like that, online.  I
guess I kept, you know, reading and things.  And I guess I wanted to try
it. -�

    -�Try it?  You mean, you want me to tie you up like that? -�

    -~No!  Gosh no, I just meant... -� Tia said, flushing, though the idea
of Katie doing to her what the boys had been doing made her giddy
unexpectedly.

    -�OK, I mean, I guess I don -(TM)t understand then. -�

   Tia began to blurt it all out at once.   -�I.  Oh mmm, you can just hate
me I guess.  It started a while ago, I convinced the guys to play like we
used to, you know, cops and robbers or something.  Where I -(TM)d be
captured and they would have to interrogate me.  We used to tie up with
jump ropes and stuff, but I hoped they -(TM)d find something better.  And
they did.

    -�You let them tie you up? -�

    -~Yeah.  and it was kinda fun.  Not at first, but after a bit.  I mean,
it was kinda dumb, ya know?  And I didn -(TM)t get what was the big deal.
It wasn -(TM)t like in the story or anything. -�

    -�You keep talking about that story, but you never showed me where you
found it! -� Katie -(TM)s eyes a glint of interest, or something.

    -�Oh, um, ok, but, let -(TM)s go to your room... -� Tia said, not
wanting to show off that website where Katie -(TM)s mom might see or
overheard.

    -�Yeah, yeah, that would be bad, not that Mom is likely to come down
again but you never know. -�

   A few minutes later the two were propped up against Katie -(TM)s
headboard as Katie began to read about Ms.  Sparrow.  Tia lay there,
nervous, waiting, wondering what Katie was thinking, what her friend would
say, or do.  She prayed that she wouldn -(TM)t freak out.  It had felt so
good to tell someone even the little bit she had, and she just knew that if
Katie would not be all weird about it, she could get some advice.  She
needed someone she could talk to about all of this.

    -�Wow, that -(TM)s kinda, you know, naughty! -� Katie said.  Tia was
pretty sure she had not read all that far yet, but she remembered there was
one scene early on where it was clear Madame Sparrow was not unaffected by
being tied up.  It had been that section that had first gotten Tia thinking
about trying all of this.

    -�I know, I wanted to show you before, just never, you know, found a
good time.  It -(TM)s not like I could just walk up and say  -~Hey, wanna
read a sexy story I found? -�

   Katie giggled,  -�Hmm, maybe not, or, um, maybe so.  I can see why you
wanted to, you know, try it.  The way they talk about how Sparrow felt, I
mean ...  ooooof! -� Katie waved a hand in front of her face, mock fanning
herself to cool off.

   Tia blushed, flushing, her heart calming as Katie did not appear to be
judging her harshly or acting strange.  Though there was quite a bit left
to tell her friend.

    -�So you let them tie you up like a spy or something, but it wasn
-(TM)t that fun?  Why wouldn -(TM)t you tell me?  That -(TM)s not weird. -�

    -�Yeah, well at first. -� Tia got quiet, nervous again.

    -�At first... -�

    -�Yeah, well, it wasn -(TM)t feeling right, you know?  So I thought
maybe it was how I was dressed and stuff. -�

    -�Oh, so you put on a skirt or something? -�

    -~No, I hate them.  Though that might have been a good idea.  I put on
my shorts and summer t-shirt one time, so I could feel the ropes better -
you know, against my skin as well as through the thinner shirt.  It was a
lot better.  A lot.

    -�Really?  Why?  I mean ...  it still seems kinda dorky to me. -�

    -�I dunno, I think it was the feel of the rope on my legs and around my
chest.  I felt trapped, and I felt, I dunno, powerless or something.  I
mean I trusted them to behave, but still ...  I couldn -(TM)t get free. 
Well, sometimes.  Sometimes they didn -(TM)t tie me up very well, but once
we started making a game of it, like if I got free too fast they had to get
drinks and stuff, then they started tying better.:

    -�Where did you do it? -�

    -~Oh.  In the living room.  I thought maybe we -(TM)d do it in their
room or something, but it was always by the television.  They always used
the same chair too. -�

    -�Hmmm, ok, I guess.  And you liked it or something?  Still not sure
what the big deal is, you are just playing kid games. -� Katie seemed
curious though still a bit confused as the two lay atop the covers, the
tablet still clutched in Katie -(TM)s hands.

    -�Well, ya, um. -� Tia paused, nervous as she got to the embarrassing
part.   -�Well, if you keep reading, sometimes they do more than just, um,
you know, search Madame Sparrow.  They tie her up in just her underwear. -�
 -�Or sometimes less -� Tia added, her voice falling ever quieter.

    -�Tia! -� Katie gasped, putting a hand over her mouth as she stifled
her surprise.   -�You let them see your underwear?  I mean, let them tie
you up like that? -�

   Tia nodded, blushing, not saying anything just staring straight up at
the ceiling while Katie continued to stare at her.

    -�So that -(TM)s why ...  I mean, I guess you liked it, right? 
Otherwise, you would have just stopped and probably never told me. -�

   Tia slowly nodded, answering Katie -(TM)s question, darting a quick
embarrassed glance at her friend.

    -�Ohmygawd you are so ...  I could never ...  I mean, you liked it? 
Really? -�

   Tia just nodded again, not daring to look at her friend too often.  She
was embarrassed and excited at the same time.  She still was not sure how
Katie was going to react once she found out what she had been doing.

    -�Wow, I mean, I would never, but, I mean, If you liked it I can see
why.  You liked it, huh?

   Tia answered softly,  -�Yeah.  I did -�

    -�So, do you mean you like parading around in front of your brothers in
your undies?  I mean, do you do it all the time now or something? -�

    -�No! -� Tia said blushing,  -�Just when I get tied up when we are
playing and stuff.  And if I can -(TM)t get free I have to stay that way
until bedtime. -�

    -�Wow, I mean ...  wow, you are way braver than me.  I -(TM)d just die
if any boys saw me in just my underwear. -�

   Tia didn -(TM)t say anything, just lay there, blushing, her mind going
over everything that happened the previous night.

    -�Wait.  What aren -(TM)t you telling me?  You look guilty or
something. Did they strip down too?  Did you see them? -�

    -�Ewwww!  No!  It -(TM)s just... -� Tia darted a look at Katie, trying
to see if she was going to get weird about all of this.

    -�Well, um, here, give me your tablet, -� Tia said, her hands shaking a
little as she scrolled down to the passage she wanted.  She couldn -(TM)t
admit this out loud, but if Katie got the hint from the story maybe it
would be OK.  She found the part of the story where they searched Madame
Sparrow quite intimately, removing every stitch of her clothing.  She
handed the tablet back to her friend and hugged her arms around herself as
she waited for Katie to read the entry.

   It seemed to take a long time, but eventually, she heard.   -�Tia -�

   Tia didn -(TM)t say anything, just kept hugging herself, her arms
wrapping across her front, protecting herself.

    -�Tia.  You got naked, didn -(TM)t you? -�

   The silence dragged on for what seemed like forever but Tia could not
bring herself to admit what had happened out loud.

    -�You did!  You did!  I can tell.  You got completely naked and let
them tie you up, didn -(TM)t you!  Didn -(TM)t you? -�

    -�Yes... -� was all Tia said finally, and she closed her eyes tight,
sure that Katie was going to be disgusted with her.

    -�Oh fuck.  Fuck fuck fuck -� Katie -(TM)s voice was low and filled
with shock.  Or disgust.  Or awe.  Tia could not tell, she turned to look
at her friend and bravely held her gaze while Katie seemed to freak out. 
Katie never swore.  At least not like that.  Tia decided to not say
anything more, she just tried to hold a smile and wait for her friend to
say something else.  She saw Katie looking at her, shaking her head a
little, but not saying anything else for the longest time.

    -�Don -(TM)t worry, I don -(TM)t think you are a disgusting freak or
anything, you just surprised me.  A lot.  I mean, I never... -�

    -�I -(TM)m sorry, I just couldn -(TM)t keep hiding it, i -�m so
confused and excited and happy and scared, I just had to tell someone.  You
are the only one I could even imagine telling. -�

    -�Aren -(TM)t you worried your brothers are going to say something? 
Or, you know, do something? -�

    -�A little maybe, but not really, I swore them to secrecy and I know
stuff about them that they don -(TM)t want Mom and Dad to know ...  and I
don -(TM)t think they -(TM)d ever do anything to hurt me.  I mean, you
should have seen how nervous and slow they went even when they knew what I
wanted. -�

    -�They knew?  What did you tell them? -�

    -�Nothing, I mean, I sorta let them know by  -~accidentally -(TM)
leaving a page of my journal out.  I had hinted at what I wanted -�

    -~You are sooooo bad!  But ...  you liked it right?  I mean, of course,
you did.  Unless maybe you changed your mind now and you don -(TM)t know
how to stop? -�

   Tia blushed again as she nodded, admitting to Katie that she had liked
it.  She did not tell her just how much she had liked it, at least not yet.
She could not afford to really freak her out and lose her best friend.

    -�You little slut! -� Katie said, shocking them both by her word
choice, her hand clapping over her mouth in alarm.

    -�Katie!  Um, maybe, but not really! -�

    -�I know I know, I know, you -(TM)re not.  I just meant ...  damn,
naked!!??  LIke, completely? -�

    -�Yeah, completely. -�

    -�Fugg, they could see everything then?  Even... -� she nodded towards
Tia -(TM)s waist.

   After Tia -(TM)s nod, Katie threw her head back and sighed.   -�Oh god,
I could never ever ...  I mean ...  I still can -(TM)t believe you did. 
Really?  I mean, of course, you did, but why? -�

    -�It kept, um, feeling good.  After the first time, I did it in shorts
and stuff.  And the story made it sound like it was even better.  You know.
Madame Sparrow seemed to like it. -�

    -�I know, I know, but I thought that was just a story, not real.  I
mean, did it feel that good? -�

    -�Yeah, kinda, I mean, not completely, you know, but ...  yeah... -�
Tia -(TM)s words trailed off as she thought about what she -(TM)d done
after she -(TM)d gone to bed.  She wasn -(TM)t ready to talk about that,
but she didn -(TM)t mind if Katie drew her own conclusions.

    -�So, you said there were rules.  Like if you didn -(TM)t get free you
had to get drinks or something? -�

    -�Yeah.  Or sit by them and stuff.  Let them look at me. -�

    -�Even when you were naked? -�

    -�Yeah.  It was just once though.  Last night. -�

    -�Last night?  Oh god, I see.  So the other stuff has been going on for
a while, but you didn -(TM)t say anything until after last night.  Why? 
Because you were naked?  Or...? -�

    -�I guess because, well, one, I really wanted you to know but I was
scared you -(TM)d think I was too weird, and, um, two, I wasn -(TM)t sure
how I felt about it all, it -(TM)s kinda scary to me too.  And I really
wanted to ask someone what to do. -�

    -�What to do?  Jeeeez -�

    -�I know, I know ...  it -(TM)s just. -� Tia -(TM)s voice trailed off,
the two of them just sitting and thinking to themselves for a bit.

    -�Don -(TM)t worry.  It -(TM)s ok you just, you know, shocked me and
stuff. -�

    -�Sorry.  I.  I shouldn -(TM)t have said anything -� Tia began to get a
little embarrassed as if she had said too much.

    -�No!  I -(TM)m glad you did.  I mean, I -(TM)m really glad you trusted
me with this!  Even though I think you are crazy, I would never shame you.
Not if it -(TM)s really what you like. -�

    -�Yeah, um, I think it is, -� Tia admitted, her eyes staying down,
staring at her bare feet as she sat with her arms wrapped tight around her
knees.

    -�Wow, just wow.  I had no idea you were so ...  so... -� Katie could
not quite seem to find the right words.

    -�Bad? -�

    -�No.  Not bad.  Just, um, daring I guess?  Or wild.  Sorry, I called
you a slut, that -(TM)s not very nice. -�

    -~It -(TM)s ok.  Sometimes I think maybe I am a little, I mean, who
does what I did anyhow? -�

    -�I think a lot of people play around and stuff.  That -(TM)s what they
say anyhow.  Not like I have any brothers to play with, but I think I read
something about experimentation being not that unusual.

    -�I guess. -�

    -�Hey ...  it -(TM)s ok.  See, I -(TM)m not going anywhere, I still
love you!  You -(TM)re my best friend! -� Katie said, obviously trying to
make her feel better, even putting her arm around her and pulling her in
close for a sideways hug.

    -�Thanks.  That means a lot.  A whole lot. -�

   The two sat there for a long time, quiet, both of them wrapped up in
their thoughts.  Finally, Katie pushed her shoulder into Tia -(TM)s and
said  -�We should get ready for bed, it -(TM)s been quite the day, hmm? -�

   Tia nodded, and she got up and grabbed her overnight bag, pulling out
her pajamas.  At home, she usually just slept in a sleep shirt and panties,
but ever since she had started having sleepovers, she always made sure she
had pajamas.  She began to get changed, blushing a bit when she caught
Katie glancing at her as she stood in her panties before slipping into her
pajama bottoms.  She had never felt self-conscious before, but something
about the conversation, and her own suppressed arousal, made the simple act
of getting changed suddenly different.  She nonchalantly turned away as she
slipped her shirt and bra off, slipping into her top quickly before turning
and hopping into Katie -(TM)s bed.

   Tia waited as Katie completed changing before joining her in the bed,
turning on her side to face her friend.  She didn -(TM)t say anything, just
smiled and calmed down, though she did whisper a thank you before she
drifted off.

    -�Thanks for not, you know, thinking I -(TM)m weird, -� Tia said
softly, a couple of minutes after the li

    -�Oh, I do, you are definitely weird, but you are my best friend kind
of weird, and don -(TM)t you forget it! -�