Brenda spent the night being inseminated again and again by whomever had a hard tool.She became a regular visitor to their beds, separately and someti...es together, which she especially enjoyed. A pattern developed where each twin could expect a different morning visitor each day except Sunday. Saturday night Aunt would always spend with Uncle, Sam with Becky, and the twins would alternate with the younger daughters, sometimes switching in the night.On July 4th, picnic baskets and coolers were. Mom is sitting at the table drinking some tea, she says hi and I say hi and ask "is everything ok?" to which she says yes and goes back to her tea. After a few mints I find some grapes and bottle of Fugi water and sit down to join her she looks at what I have and says "Is that your dinner young man?" I say sure looks good doesnt it and she says how to you expect to keep up your strength with just that? I just shrug my shoulders and go about my meal. After a few mints I finish up throw my trash. Although we were silent, our bond strengthened through our touch. I stopped her beneath a streetlight and turned her toward me to look into her soul. I saw the spark of her life and leaned closer to kiss her softly above both eyes. We embraced and I knew that we had come together for a reason. Under a warm comforter she stretches on her back as I snuggle closer, laying my leg across hers and my arm over her shoulder. Silently, our lips meet and no words can describe the meaning of our touch. We. I probably shouldn't have, but I couldn't help remarking that I wished I was finished with college and fifteen years older, that I'd be on my knees in a New York minute offering her a ring.She stopped and kissed my cheek. "Don't wish your life away like that, kid. You're definitely the kind of man I'd have to consider seriously, but that wish isn't going to come true and we'll likely never see each other again after your grandfather takes you home."I hadn't thought about it in those terms and I.