Hannah was in love with the sounds of the forest even in the night when the occasional owl caused a long silence in what could otherwise be counted as...a symphony of nature."Hey sis! Hanging in there?" Samantha shouted as she entered the clearing. Even dressed in several layers of heat trapping clothing and a wool coat there was nothing Samantha could do to hide her curse of curves. "I'm freezing! Hurry up!" Hannah snapped ducking into her sleeping bag. Even in the bag she was a long way from. They did, however, wash themselves with a washing cloth that Alice wet with water from a bottle. She insisted on proper hygiene and John had reluctantly agreed with her.He didn't mind going without a bath for a few days, but when Alice suggested that they'd clean each other's bodies with the washing cloth, he had quickly become a willing participant. It turned out to be quite a stimulating experience for both of them and afterward he remarked that he didn't mind bathing so much, if it was more. They always kept it a secret from her so she wouldn't ever feel like she only had one parent.To add to the strangeness she had physical traits of both of them. Her first mom is Sarah. She had long wavy blonde hair and deep blue eyes, the same ones her daughter had. Her skins a little worn with inperfections here and there along with freckles on her face. She was 5' 8'' the tallest in the house, her boobs where also the biggest being a D-Cup. She'd often wear revealing clothing around the house,. There was music, someone playing a piano in another room, she recognized the tune, ‘Days of Wine and Roses.’ Men were at tables playing cards, talking, laughing. Lola realized she was slumping in her chair crumpling her dress and decided to get up, straighten herself out, and find something to drink. There was a cool gust of air and then a voice behind her. ‘Champagne? I’m celebrating.’ He was gorgeous. She couldn’t answer but did take the glass he offered. ‘Dance with me, Madam. It would be my.