It was like seeing double and I couldn’t stop, as I looked from one to the other.“Hey, girls - I’m Josey. I know you have to be Haley and Diedre...Stevens, but there’s no way I’ll ever be able to tell you apart.”“Hey, Josey ... I’m Haley.”“Hey, Josey ... I’m Diedre.”I stuck my hand out to shake and Haley told me, “Josey, we visited with Shelly Grassley while Rondo and Chuck finished putting the radio and a spotlight on our Jeep.”Diedre added, “Yeah, and she told us that you love hugging girls. . actually I’d better start with that walk.The walk back to the bach hadn’t taken too long although both Mum and Tracey had distinct damp patches in their shorts from Gavin’s efforts to please them.‘Still I’m not complaining,’ Tracey thought. ‘I just feel so good ... and a little bit confused too, ’ she admitted to herself.Tracey would have been the first to admit that she was a little ‘boy mad’, despite the fact that she didn’t want a boyfriend ... well not one of the ones who occasionally. .those shorts look very sexy," panted Tom, reaching out and groping her bum. She squealed and tried to run faster, but we hemmed her in. "What do you say guys?" said Tom again," I think we should give this young lady the shag of her life!" She wriggled and squealed as our hands went all over her. John pushed his hands up her top from behind and held her boobs; Tom and I tried to pull her shorts off, but she was clinging on to them while kicking out half-heartedly. Tom got hold of both her hands. Jill was sidetracked from her thoughts as a little cheer erupted from her fellow passengers. The large man in row five that had somehow gotten stuck was free at last, and the line resumed moving forward. We’re moving now, see you in a few, she quickly texted, before hiking her bag higher on her shoulder and making her way down the aisle. Minutes later she was finally at baggage claim, her eyes peeled for any sign of her brother and new sister-in-law. A few seconds after reaching the carousels.