Several times we had run close to being found out but had managed to convince our other halves that nothing was happening.Then it happened, a weekend ...f no contact, I had become worried and sent a quick message and it hit me. She'd found someone else in her area and was leaving the husband who had threatened to expose our online fling. Crushed and with a feeling of nausea, I kept it secret from my wife.I decided to come clean to a close friend, someone I knew for over twenty years and had. Always in love. My brother. Brother Mine. Mine. Switch the English syntax to “mine”. The possessive of the pronoun. The possessive. And we are that. We possess. Mine. Our blood is the same. Is it so much a sin that blood calls to blood in this jagged fucked up way? We speak to each other the way most twins do: secret words and silent says. We know each other almost as little a****ls do: by scent. Yes, this one is part of me. We are a mated pair. Sharing a womb is a precious and intimate thing.. " Yes, I did," K answered. "To throw a dress on you and walk you out ofthat building would have been foolish. You would have looked like a manin a dress. You would have drawn more attention instead of turning itaway. But we have a little time here. Not much, especially consideringyour injuries." She gave me a quick look-over. "But I believe with alittle work you could be passably made to resemble a woman. At leastfrom a distance."You are short," she said. Yeah, thanks for pointing that out.. "Uh—" Sam started; he was understandably mesmerized to see Camilla so exposed."Shut up and get in," I said brusquely. "Now strip, both of you, we're swapping clothes. Oh, wait. Sam, did you use valet parking for your rental?"He was still gazing at Cam and Marilyn, standing beside him, noticed and looked a little nettled. But he shifted his attention to me with an effort. "No, Nick, they charge extra and—" Good," I cut him off. "Got the keys?" In my pocket." Great. I should've thought of that.