‘Okay honey, hang on to your hat!’ Harrison said. Moments later, she walked through the door. Jessy’s jaw dropped. The other woman could have be...en Jessy’s identical twin. Same face, hairstyle, nose – their height even matched. There was one difference – Jessy’s eyes were baby-blue, her doubles were a beautiful shade of green. They were even dressed alike. Jessy wore a white jacket over a lacy white top, with a snug white leather mini and heels. Her twin was wearing a black mini, black jacket. I hope you can understand what I want to tell. It all started last year, October 24th, 2005. I saw her at a party, not for the first time though. She always went to my school, since I moved there in 2001, even to my grade, just another division. I had never paid attention to her before that night. In Argentina, and I’d say all Latin America too, we, girls, use to celebrate our 15th birthday specially. It’s important for us because it would be the age in which we’re not a c***d anymore and we. Jen was leaning towards the arts and I was more inclined to pursue technical courses. Not being burdened with peer pressure and sexual hang-ups we both were able to excel in our academic pursuits. It also helped that we had left the 'dating games' behind. Homework was no problem since we worked together to get our assignments completed. It was not unusual at all to find us both at the kitchen table with our noses buried in some textbook or studiously writing some paper to be turned in the next. It’s quiet.”We reached my unit. Helen pressed the opener and parked beside my Honda Accord. While I removed her bags from the trunk she plugged the charging cable into the car’s nose. “I have a special dinner for you,” I said.“Oh? What might that be?”“Be surprised. I’m going to get the grill going.”“I want to change these clothes.” Helen carried her luggage upstairs to the bedroom.She returned some time later. “Sorry -- I had to unpack.”I regarded her -- she wore running shorts and a blue tank,.