The lady was sitting there patiently with Mrs. Henderson. They were just chatting. Since it was just eleven thirty, I wasn't keeping her. I said hi to...Mrs. Henderson and she was pleased that I remembered her name. I wrote down my new address and the bank account number and the lady finished filling out the forms. She told me to watch my balance after the twentieth to see if it was switched. I thanked the lady profusely and she said, "Hilly told me all about how you're helping people out here.. Sally drank more of her Scotch than the rest of us put together.Then the barista showed up, or rather the baristas. They were twin sister and brother. They had been separated at birth, but were re-united when they were 17. From that point on they had done everything together, I do mean everything. Not just sex. They went to the same university, took the same courses, and now, at 24, both had law degrees. They were both very slim, Rowena was almost flat, with little more than a nipple and areola. “I had him toss them into the sea, they were nothing special”“That’s not fair, I wanted to make a necklace out of them”. My sister was throwing a tantrum like a little baby and causing a scene.“You can make one out of the shells you find here, Stacy” said my mom trying to calm her down.“But there are no seashells here. They have all been taken already. Let’s look for them along the coast.”“Stacy, I’ve been running around the beach looking for your brother up until now. Please, let my legs rest. She and I go back along way, we're best friends," he says."Well there shouldn't be a problem calling either right now," I saytopping off his glass and heading out to change into something morecomfortable.In his bedroom I open the top drawer, remembering my side of the deal.He certainly got excited at the thought of me wearing dresses and largerearrings this morning.I look at his nighties, I really can't bring myself to wear such girlynight gear. Even the plainer white cotton nighties are a bit.