One of both the good and bad things about being twins is that we often dressed identically. Our costumes that year were no exception. Laura and I were...both dressed as cat burglars. Black pants, black sweatshirts, black shoes, gloves and loot bags. We had little black eye masks and to make sure everyone knew what kind of burglars we were, we had little black cat ears on our heads. (I suppose mom could have put little tails on our costumes, too, but she probably thought that would have been a bit. A month goes by and she tells me her daughter will come home from spending the summer with friends a few hours drive away. She hadn't told me very much about her daughter, just that she had brown hair and was 2 inches taller than she was, 5' 8" and she's 16 years old. When she showed me a picture of her that was 5 months old it sent my heart racing. She was absolutely gorgeous, beautiful brown skin, slim and seductively curvy for her age with a more mature look than other girls her age. When. Now, whether my partner had exhausted all the modes of regaling the touch or sight, or whether he was now ungovernably wound up to strike, I know not; but briskly throwing off his clothes, the prodigious heat bred by a close room, a great fire, numerous candles, and even the inflammatory warmth of these scenes, induced him to lay aside his shirt too, when his breeches, before loosened, now gave up their contents to view, and shew’d in front the enemy I had to engage with, stiffly bearing up the. When she opened her eyes again, her gaze ran slowly across the long table, still littered with drinks and papers. Her assistant Andressa stood somewhat shyly aside, trying not to disturb her boss, while at the same time being at her service.Carolina smiled. “I think I’ll go out for a bit,” she said and took a look out of the window onto the dark, sleeping city that lay underneath.Andressa nodded and immediately knew what the millionaire had in mind. “Should I accompany you?” she asked.