Making the Team/Mary and Stacy, someone asks
"So, can we start doing the whores now? I'd love to see those lips of your little sister wrapped around my meat," the guy who steps up to you asks in a conversational tone and you have to take a double-take to make sure you have understood him right. But yes, apparently you have. He smiles at you, actually more of a grin, as if he had just asked you if he can borrow some game of yours or something, not if he can fuck your sisters. Though the hard-on in his pants, visible through the fabric, make it clear that he is desperate for some fucking.
You need a moment to place him. He is Aaron, one of the upperclassmen, a jovial guy with unruly black hair and a broad figure, which helps him immensely on the field during the games. You have never before spoken with him and now he just asks you this, as if this is the most normal thing in the world, taking a sip from his beer. The others who stand around watch you now, waiting for your reply and you feel their glances resting on you. Well, this is it now. The moment of truth.
What do you do?