Alinde yelped slightly at her sister twisting her nipple. She looked at Aimee. "Hmmm. What do you mean?" She got a feeling that Aimee really was suggesting what she seemed to be suggesting, but she couldn't be, could she? There was no way they could do this with dad. Her and Aimee was one thing, but dad would never go for that would he? Would he?<br/><br/>She looked at Aimee. "Are you really suggesting we sleep with dad? I'm just imagining that, right?" She cocked her head and thought on it for a moment. "I mean, how would we even do that? Wouldn't he freak out?" She turned to her sister and smiled, putting her hand between Aimee's legs, rubbing gently. "How would we do it?"