The following weekend was the final one of May. University classes had now let out, though Star and Sky still had their last two weeks of junior high to endure before August would bring all the joy of being freshman at their local high school.

Saul and Astrid had already returned home for the summer, but Kali and Lucien would be in the city for one more week. So, that week was most likely their last at the club for a few months. They greeted Sky and Star with a smile as they spied them across the dance floor and all four went on with their evening without mention of their previous week’s passion.

Once last call started urging all the patrons back out of the club, the two turned to Sky and Star outside the club doors, “Coming home with us again to celebrate our last week here for a while?” Kali asked with a smile.

Sky looked to Star before offering an answer, as he was more concerned with how she had still been dealing with the previous weekend. She simply smiled up at the eighteen year old girl and offered a nod, despite her nervousness about the way that other night had ended. Though she had continued to act as though there had been nothing odd about those last few moments of intense pleasure, while staring into Sky’s eyes, imagining it had been his mouth bringing her to that state, rather than Lucien’s.

Back at the apartment, Lucien once again began helping Kali out of her chosen outfit that night as he smiled at where Sky and Star had moved to a seat on the sofa. “So, we’re down two this week. Any idea how you want it to go this time?” he asked the younger teens, smiling as he continued to undress his main lover.

Stepping out of her long dress, now only clad in a lace thong and her high boots, Kali offered an answer instead, “Uh uh... You kept Star all to yourself last week...for the most part,” she added with a sweet smile. “She’s mine tonight,” she giggled as she moved over to the sofa and gleefully pulled Star to her feet, leading her off to the bedroom with her.

“Well, I guess that’s that,” Lucien smiled as he also moved toward the couch, unbuttoning his frilly white shirt. Sky took another moment to pull his eyes from the closed bedroom door the two girls had just disappeared behind.

Sky moved his attention back to the nineteen year old boy as he stopped at a place directly in front of where Sky sat. Lucien dropped his shirt to the floor before moving his long manicured nails to then begin unlacing his tight velvet pants.

“Well, I guess we don’t have to worry about our one rule this time around,” Sky breathed as Lucien freed himself from the last of his clothing and moved to the couch next to Sky.

“The joys of pan-sexuality,” Lucien teased, covering Sky’s mouth with his and beginning to undress him then as well.

On the cab ride home the next morning, Star was actually the one to break the silence between she and Sky first, “So?”

“So...what?” he asked as he looked over at her.

“So, going to provide any details about your night with Lucien?” she chided.

“Considering what he was doing to you last weekend, I’m sure you can fill in the blanks,” Sky returned, though managed to hold onto a tiny smile.

“You mean you didn’t....?” she prodded.

“Didn’t what?” Sky scoffed with a slight blush. “I don’t hear you giving any details about Kali.”

“We’re two girls. It was pretty much a marathon of foreplay,” she told him in a teasing tone. "Now your turn to 'fess up."

“I’m still not quite sure what specific answer you're looking for about Lucien though.” Sky looked away coyly, but still seemed rather pleased with the evening’s activities.

“Come on Sky, I know you’ve been giving and receiving hand-jobs and blow-jobs since you knew what they were, but...” she prodded further.

“You forgot rim-jobs, which Saul is very, very good at, by the way,” he let out his breath at the memory.

“Come on, just tell me!” she complained.

“Tell you what?” Sky retorted, though his continued smile showed that he had a pretty good idea what she was actually asking.

“So, are you a top or a bottom?” she teased.

Sky couldn’t help looking up at the roof of the car, biting back his smile at the question, “And how does that concern you, like, at all?” he had to ask.

“So there is an answer,” she caught him with her own knowing smile.

Sky just shook his head again, trying to compose himself in the face of the memory of the previous night, “Come on, look at me and take a wild guess.”

“Oh my god!” she squealed slightly, causing the driver to glance up at them in his rear view mirror, considering most of conversation before that had been muffled by the glass divider. “You literally lost your boy-virginity, like for real?” she giggled again, somehow ecstatic that he had at least been able to share that with someone he was attracted to, rather than having it forced upon him by a complete asshole, like Curt.

Sky couldn’t help his laugh in the face of her reaction, “You are way too excited by that. It’s a little weird,” he teased.

“Yeah cause the two of us, we’re so fucking normal usually, right?” she teased him again. She couldn’t help another small giggle of excitement, glad something good had finally happened for him; even as bizarre as it was that she would be happy about that particular development. But she couldn’t help herself. She was.

Two weeks later, it was their first day of freedom after having escaped junior high, both mostly in tact, physically anyway. For the first time since the start of the school year, Sky finally found himself willingly getting out of bed. For once he could spend the entire day without having to deal with either his school mates or his parents. And to him, that was pure bliss.

Not bothering to throw anything over his boxer-briefs, he moved to his bedroom window. He pushed the black curtain aside just enough to assure himself that his parents’ car was actually gone for the day. With a slight sound of relief, he then headed downstairs to find some sort of snack that would pass for breakfast that day.

As it was mid-June, the temperatures were already in the eighties, even that early in the day. After having a couple bites of fruit, Sky found himself moving through the patio doors toward the pool in their fenced in backyard. At least the super-secret science lab employing his parents paid them well, which was about the only positive he could think of when it came to having them as parents. He squinted a bit in the sun, then slid into the warm water. He still only wore the underwear, as neither he nor Star were the bathing suit type.

Upstairs, Star had also risen from bed. Remembering that she didn’t have to endure school that day either, she also moved take a look outside. Only her room faced the backyard, rather than the front. That was when she spied Sky in the pool already that morning. Her breath caught a bit as she watched him a moment before giving into the urge to head downstairs to join him.

Also not bothering to put anything else on aside from the t-shirt and panties she had slept in, she stepped out onto the patio too. Sky did not at first notice her presence as he went under before coming up again, brushing his long wet locks from his face as he did.

Watching the way the water dripped from his beautiful raven locks and glistened off his pale skin, Star found herself needing to catch her breath once more before moving to take a seat at the edge of the pool. She allowed her bare feet to dangle over the edge as she continued to watch Sky.

Once he turned, he startled a bit to see her sitting there at the edge of the pool, her dark eyes watching every drop of water that dripped from his skin. “Stalker,” he teased her.

“Not my fault you didn’t notice me out here,” she defended weakly through her smile.

“You gonna come in?” he asked her as he leaned back against the edge of the pool next to her.

“Just got outta bed, no bra,” she reminded him, trying to ignore the way his own breath seemed to catch at that statement.

“Well, you could just go put one on...” he shook his head, his eyes avoiding her once more, “or...”

“Or what?” she had to ask.

Sky then blushed slightly, still averting his eyes, “Not like I haven’t seen them before,” he scoffed. “You know, when Kali wasn’t blocking my view, anyway,” he had to add with a bit of mischief.

“Oh, so you admit you were looking?” Star couldn’t help calling him on it.

“And you already know that, considering you were looking too,” he pointed out to her, feeling his underwear begin tightening beneath the warm blue water.

Star’s took another moment to try and hold onto her composure as the two finally admitted to at least part of the way that night ended. Feeling her panties dampening as she thought about the night again, she took a deep, troubled breath, as though trying to find words that just weren’t coming to her.

“Yes?” he asked, turning his dark eyes up at the sound of her breath shortening.

“Is there something really wrong with us?” she asked, a sort of desperation in her tone.

“Isn’t that obvious?” he scoffed.

“I mean because we...” her voice trailed off again, “we aren’t supposed to want to look at each other like that, right?”

Sky let out his own breath then, thinking on the words as she finally spoke them; never mind the fact that the question was constantly running through both their heads on a twenty-four hour loop, and had been since they hit puberty.

“I mean, if you believe that we’re actually related...” he attempted that defense again.

“You have to admit that it is at least possible,” Star forced herself to remind him, “and if we are...” her voice trailed off again.

“Good thing we don’t believe in hell, right?” was his only response, softly spoken though it was.

“That’s not helping,” she told him sadly.

“I mean,” Sky attempted with more seriousness then as he moved to a place in front of her, gently propping his arms on her knees and looking up into her equally sad eyes, “worst case scenario: We really are twins.” He swallowed a bit before continuing, “At least we’ve never...” another breath to steel himself, “never done anything, other than just think things about each other.”

Star shook her head as she reached out to brush a wet lock from his cheek, “And every single day it gets harder and harder to stop at ‘just thinking things’ about each other,” she whispered that confession.

Sky closed his eyes a moment at her words, as though trying to mentally chase away his own desire for her right then. He then spoke in the same nearly inaudible whisper, “I guess, if it keeps getting... this hard,” he smirked only a moment at his own words, “then we just have to always remember one thing.”

“What would that be?”

“As long as we never break our one rule... with each other either... then maybe, maybe we’re not completely horrible people after all.”

Star looked down again, “Just thinking about it, and not making a baby together? That leaves a few hundred gray areas in between still, doesn’t it?”

“It does,” he agreed simply as he moved to let his fingers trace her thigh for the briefest moment.

“You really think that doing... what we do, with the other club kids, that all of that would really be ok for us too? As long as we never do that one final thing?”

“Gray,” was his response. “It may still be pretty twisted, if we actually are, but at least there’s one regret we won’t have to try to live with then if we ever do find out that we really aren’t meant to be together, like that.”