My eyes sweep up and down her body, lingering around her upper thighs and wondering if she has anything on underneath."Eyes up here," she says half jo...ingly, pointing to her face. She pulls a chair out from the kitchen table and walks to the center of the sitting room. "I was standing there for like 2 minutes while you were staring out the window, what's so interesting out there anyways?" she says as she puts down the chair in the center of the room and stands in front of me. In my sitting. Samantha is my twin sister born just minutes before me, but we are totally different. She is very popular in school mainly because of her success in track and field. At home Samantha and myself are very close, we enjoy swimming together and she even at times watches as I get tangled up in my on-line games. She has always been very open and honest with me, sharing almost every little thing in her life with me. I have been a shoulder for her to cry on with every break up she has had. I knew what. ." I stopped myself but realized too late that I might be venturing into forbidden territory. Before she could say anything, I said, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't ask." No, it's okay. I want us to be completely open and honest with each other. I think the secrets that mom and dad keep from each other are wrong. Anyway, some would say that mom and I did go a little lesbian. Mom thinks dad would say so. I'll tell you what we did, and you tell me what you think but, before I do, you better find. Mum then walked over to me and put her hand on my chin, turning my face one way and then the other. “And no scratches or war-wounds so you two must have played nicely for once!” she said, laughing at her own humour.“First time, eh Steven?!” Chrissie stated, giving me that look again.I blushed.“You two….. I don’t know,” mum said, “you see it’s much nicer when you get on and not fall out,” she continued saying with reference to just about every other siblings in the world who generally don’t get.