" Both of us seemed to regard mental communication as something to used only when other methods didn't work. "Got any suggestions as to how we avoid n...tice till we get out of this house?" "Well, we could use Master PC to keep them from noticing that we're twins, just ignore whichever of us comes into the room second or whichever of us they don't expect to see there." "Good call. We'll use that one." I typed, and so it was done. Anyone that was looking or expecting to see me would only see one. She still wore the tank top shirt and had removed her shorts. I stepped round behind her and quietly admired her ass while I slipped off my pants. My erection sprang from my underpants like a Cobra from its wicker basket. When I reached down to stroke her cunt I felt her body suddenly twitch. I merely wanted to make sure that she was wet. Her cunt was warm, fleshy, and moist under my fingertips. I could hear her breathing growing heavier like an a****l in a state of panic. "Relax, Angela.. He let me finish in my own sweet time and I managed to avoid playing with my swollen girl cock too much. I merely teased myself with a slippery fist for a minute or two and then rinsed myself thoroughly. The shower made me feel much better and actually lifted my spirits some. I only wished I had some clean clothes to put on and I frowned at my lace panties because they were very stained by then. I was in for a surprise though as Deputy Bluett told me not to bother getting dressed."Sir?" I. "Brian shook his head. "Most miscarriages are caused by problems withthe baby, not the mother," he explained softly. He wiped gently at hertears. "It _wasn't_ your fault. Now are you going to believe Racheland Dr. Tina and Dr. Phillips, or are you going to doubt yourself?"Sara wanted to believe him. "I suppose you did some research of yourown, too?" she said, trying desperately to sound light-hearted, but notquite succeeding.Brian blushed. "Well, yeah." He glanced around, found the.