We didn't speak a word to each other, though I wasn't quite sure why. She spent most of the day in bed reading her books, and was becoming pale as if...she had the flu or AIDS. I spent hours at a time in the bathroom, brooding and wondering what was wrong. I pooped a lot during those days. Then, one day late at night, while pooping, it hit me like a bolt of lightning. What, I’m not quite sure. I shot up from the stool with a large piece of poop hanging out of my ass. As I lurched towards. It wasn't all that hard since I didn't live with them anymore, but Adele and I never managed to get past an armed truce. And now, out of the blue, she wanted to meet me for a drink.I saw her come in the front door of the bar and I noticed every male head in the place turn to look at her and appreciate her beauty. I didn't like her much, but I am not blind. Looking at her it was easy to see why my father had gone after her. Even at forty-three she had the nice tight look of a girl twenty years. If it wasn't I would be trying to rip your pants off." She said very seductively."Oh, so you have been thinking about having me deep inside of you huh?" I asked as my cock started to throb. My shorts were sticking out in front of me it was so hard."Mmmmmhhhh....maybe. It's just gross because you're my twin brother." She replied unconvincingly. She looked down and bit her lip. Her eye brows jumped. "Am I doing that to you?" She asked."Yeah you are." I replied knowing that she wanted to fuck. None of them had more than three drinks each and soon the band announced the last dance of the evening.“Well, Cleo, it’s time to hit the sack, what do you say?” Audrey asked her. Cleo nodded, finished her drink and stood up to leave. The two women walked a couple of paces and then turned around to look at Amit still sitting in the booth. “What do you think, Amit, can you do us both?” Audrey asked.“God, Audrey, I thought you would never ask,” replied Amit as he stood up and took each by the arm.