.." She turned to Chris, "Don't you?" She asked him.Chris nodded, "Of course I do ... It's just that..." He faltered and at Cathy's look continued, "B...ut without the Association what is there for the Organisation? The Association gave the Organisation an opposition to fight, their continued battles were what kept both sides working well. Should one be stopped then what happens to the other?" he asked.Cathy ignored the question to turn to Gwen, "What made you think of us being the twins? I would. Will looked from one to the other, amazed at the various sizes of breasts and nipples and general body shapes. Hilda’s breasts were at least a 38C while her sisters had to be at least a 40D. Mindy had the smallest breasts but big areolas. Her sister Sherry was just a little bigger with smaller nipples.“Well hell, there is no bed here so guess we will have to do it on the floor,” Sherry said as she grabbed the drink tray from Will and piled the empty glasses on it and carried it over to the bar. Hell, I still do.”“You can’t be serious, Uncle Al.”“Well, I am!”“I just found out my first love was murdered. You’re too much.”“I’m sorry.”“I’m gonna get another drink. Want some more?”“Sure!”Brittney went to refill the glasses. When she sat back down, Al was rubbing his crotch.They drank.“I would spoil you, baby girl,” Al confessed.“Spoil me how?”“You know take care of you,” intimated the rugged, burly older man.“Seriously? Like what?”“Pay your rent. Buy you gifts. Take you out.”“And what. Bring the girls! She's bound to love 'em."I thought. What could it hurt? The girls loved going to the Westerly, a mall / entertainment area on the west end of town. "Okay," I said, after a pause.She smiled. "She's your height, a tad plump but nothing awful, and she'll be wearing a purple scarf." You DO have it arranged," I fumed, without heat.Tammie walked away, smiling.Saturday afternoon, I took my girls to the Westerly, accompanied by my cousin Betty. Three-fifty came and went; I was walking.