By the way, I have a twin sister, her name is Angela. I probably shouldn't be saying this, but Angela is drop-dead gorgeous. She has bright, blue eyes... long black hair, DD tits, legs you can't take your eyes off, a hourglass body, and a well rounded ass. She's probably the hottest girl in school. Even though she barely talks to me at school, at home it's another story. She's always pestering me. Nobody believes that she is my sister. It's not that I'm ugly or anything. It's just the state. But recently I have started having a far greater desire for a variety of sexual partners. I like the feel of a new body, new lips, new smells new experiences.It was a few weeks ago that I was at the famous south coast resort with all those chic trendy boutiques and I saw this gold chain for the ankle in a shop window and I knew I must have it. I have been wearing it ever since. I especially like it under tights/stockings. I have to admit it does make me look somewhat tarty, and she was right a. She wondered a little if that would be a little underdressed for the restaurant, but realized that at a traveler's motel in this part of the country, it wouldn't really matter a whole lot.The restaurant was nearly empty; a sign at the entrance said, "Please seat yourself." She did, over near the window, not for any good reason, since there wasn't a lot to see over there except the parking lot and the other side of the street. The waitress brought her a menu, and a glass of water. She scanned. ”“I thought no one but you and Mr. Bucks knew about the room,” I said, knowing there was a story here I needed to uncover.“Sometime over a year ago, I complained to Mr. Bucks that my stays in the confessional could be long and uncomfortable. He agreed to allow Purdy to come up with refreshments after I’d been there for an hour. She is a sweet woman and was anxious to help. But the first night she came to my secret room, she observed Mr. Bucks and Miss Cheeks having some wild and loud sex. We.