I suck at the game part so I make new ones all the time. 'K -- so, how is college? Do you like it? Are the classes real hard? Doyou have a boy friend ...et?? (You don't have to tell me, if you don't wanttoo.) And what about Michael? Does he like it or not? Is it weird not havinghim around for you for longer than camps, you know? I know, I know, youdon't know what it's like to not have a twin; said that enough, but Imeant in a regular way too.Oh, BTW -- I got a job!! I mean it is just babysitting. "I mean, if you don't mind me saying."I grinned back at him through the mirror. "I don't mind at all. Between you and me, Pete, I once took two at the same time." You had two blokes' dicks up your arse at the same time?!" He laughed with wide-eyed amazement. "How did you manage that?" They sort of lay together on the bed, one this way, one that way," I explained, gesturing with my hands. "And I straddled over them, lowering myself down onto their erections as they held them together."He. Is that what you want?''Oh, Yes! Sebastian! Please!' She would gush, squirming with anticipation.'But what about Hope?' I would say, stroking the older sister's genitals, 'She doesn't seem too keen!' Nor was she. After a week in the woods with Zac and Cyril, Hope needed a break from sex. She didn't get one. 'On your back! Spread 'em!' I'd snarl and rip into her as though I'd been celibate since birth. Hope would try to fake some sort of pleasure. If she didn't she knew I'd beat her for. Alex's parents were having coffee on the terrace. I opened the garden gate and went up to them."Good morning. My name is Erik Hansen. Can I have your attention for a minute?" What is this about? We haven't met before, have we?" No. I want to tell you, that when Alex was 7 years old he was stung by a wasp, and you, Mrs. Langholm, fainted. When you regained your consciousness you put chlorhexedrine on the sting, and then you got stung yourself, and you fainted again." What kind of nonsense it.