Jet was sitting there, explaining her thoughts onthe matter."As I see it," she was saying, "We can go and test our wings tonight.And then," she shudde...ed, "we can try on underwear."Diane grinned, "Why does having breasts not bother you guys, but havingto wear a bra to hold them humiliates you somehow?"Quartz laughed weakly, "Yeah, actually."Jet sighed, "It's a masculine pride thing."Brian shook his head. "Are you still guys?"Both twins looked chagrined.Quartz looked up, "Well, no, but we still. I gasped and tried to run, but his grip on my arm was tight. He dragged me into a dark ally, and made me drop my bags. He then came up to me and kissed me, first softly but then harder, getting to a point where he used his tounge. While he kissed me, his hand went up my shirt, under my bra, and onto my small, newly developed boobs. I tried to push him away again, but that made him squeeze my boobs, hard. He then pulled his mouth away from mine, and moved down to my Pussy. He pulled down my pans. Then came the yelling.I have to admit that I was impressed. Cynthia used words I wasn't sure she even knew the definition of. Lord knew she displayed more passion during her diatribe than during the few times I had gotten her pants off of her. When she finally flounced out of my car, slamming the door and yelling that she never wanted to see me again, I was glad to be rid of the theatrics.When I finally got home I went to lie on my bed and think about things. Look, I knew that I'd been. "I'm well aware of their plots. Don't you worry about them. I figured out how to keep them in line." Well fill me in on it, will you?" Jacob asked. "Hell, I had to learn from Joe that Susan has become a crack rifle shot. And she and Ann seem thick as thieves now that Susan is riding."Marnie smiled warmly and patted Jacob's arm."Oh, I'll fill you in on what you need to know," she said. "For right now let them have their secrets. They both want you to be proud of them. I think Susan is planning.