The doorbell rung in harmony with the wind chimes. When Julie opened the door I was reminded of how different she was from my wife. Identical twins me...nt they both look the same but someone like me could tell the difference. It’s actually easy if you don’t look at her face. They both have the same light brown hair, light brown eyes, and flawless white skin. The best way to tell them apart was their body. Julie is a bit thicker than Jessica, though not by much. Jessica is a B cup and Julie is. It was her spaghettis. I could see her upper portion of her boobs. not very much but the small bulge and a little deep cleavage. I wanted to go and hug her immediately. Couldnt dare. I was watching her from head to toe. I could see the traces of her nipples as the spaghettis material was thin. Not a see through. She was really looking sexy in her blue shorts and white spaghettis. Lana: dont look like that. Its very uncomfortable you stupid. Me: misss you are really looking very very beautiful.. I said nothing. There was nothing to say.“See you, Pete.”Staying with friendsAs Sue climbed into the dark SUV, I saw the driver lean over and kiss her on the cheek. Even in the morning half-light, it was clear to me the driver was Brandon. My heart sank. I’d hoped he wasn’t still involved in our lives. But he was still there, Sue’s ride to her friend's house. The fact he was still there, no doubt whispering poison into Sue’s ear, filled me with dismay.Momentarily I looked at my phone, before I. You close your eyes, forgetting where you are and are lost in his caress. You are shocked that his hands move to your hips and stop. ‘You made one mistake with the outfit, my love.’ You quickly turn to face him and look down your body, ‘What?’ ‘Your panties always go on the outside of the garter belt. It allows you to remove them easier….. for lots of reasons.’ You blush at his meaning and smile, slightly embarrassed. That is something you would have never thought of but somewhere deep inside.