Victor stepped out of the shower and wrapped around his waist one of the ridiculously plush white towels the girls had brought. As he padded barefoot across the concrete floor to his bedroom, he heard Brooke's music booming, rocking out as she studied - that was probably for the best, she wouldn't hear what he was about to do. It might get loud.<br/><br/>Sliding open the door to his room, Victor saw Luna sitting on his bed, her hands on the bed beside her. She looked unsure of herself. Despite that, her outfit reflected no such uncertainty - she was wearing a lacy camisole and boy shorts that really did seem to add some shape to her narrow hips. Closing the door, Victor let his towel fall to the floor, exposing his cock; it was only half-erect, but it was still huge, thicker than Luna's wrist, and long.<br/><br/>Without a word, Luna's brother moved towards her, and went to push her down on his bed.