The real secretary told me that my time in the office would begin promptly at noon during my client's scheduled lunch break. I wanted to tell her to g...o fuck herself so bad. I listened to her explain how important it was to maintain the schedule. It was a busy office. She had real world problems and an actual business to face. She seemed annoyed at her boss for swamping her day with the hassle of his stupid sex game. I loved my new client for making her day more difficult. I would be gone in two. "My name isright again. We're married again." I don't think so. I think we're twins. You we're an orphan. You neverknew your parents. You grew up in foster homes and you always said youwished you had a mom and dad and grew up in a real home and family likeI did. Well now I think you did. As my twin sister. Iy was the magic'sway of making us as close as possible. A twin is closer even than ahusband. We're from the same egg and sperm. Our DNA is identical."Beth got a spacy look on her face for a. Their hands brushed each others smooth thighs as they moved into the first and for certain not their last kiss. Tongues at first shy but growing in adventurous spirit played a game of cat and mouse. Sophie being the bolder happily took the role of cat and chased her prey unmercifully. The passion rising they had lost all in each other exploring each others body's, a brush here a squeeze there. Finger tips making the body scream for more. All the while the unending game of cat and mouse had. “Who need English when your tongue speaks volumes in any language.” Lorraine replied.What time do you finish in the bar sweetheart?” I asked.“I finish at 12 o’clock.” She replied hesitantly.“When you’ve finished would you like to come up to our room for some fun.” Lorraine asked her.“That would be so nice, I don’t have any friends in London, I’ve been very alone here.”“You mean lonely, I think.” I said to her. “Yes very lonely, no-one to make fuck with like at home.”“OK, sorry, what’s your name.