And just above their left nipple, both girls had a little red heart tattooed with, what looked like, letters in the center of it.And their skin also s...eemed flawless. They had an all over golden colored tan that so many girls strived for. And like said before, they weren't skinny, but they also didn't have any excess fat tissue, anywhere. No, they had wonderful curves with a bellybutton that couldn't be more esthetically pleasing.And then there were also those cute bare pussies of them. They. I tried not to be too protective but I think of her as my little flower and I wanted to make sure that she was safe. Since she has her mother’s genes, she is an absolute knockout and the boys seem to always be buzzing around. Sue could be a clone of my wife, and when I look at her I know why I fell in love with her mother. Sue’s a great kid and had never caused us any worry. She attended the same school where her mother taught, at least until she graduated in June of that first year and Sue. She pulled the door back slowly.I was shocked with what I saw!A very alive Pamela stood looking back at me, short auburn hair, biglively blue eyes and a girly figure in a short pleated school skirt;except it was not Pamela, it was me inside, it was her twin.My Aunt had been right in a way.'What do you think?" Mum asked eagerly."I look like..." I just stopped short of saying Pamela. "I look likePam's sixth form twin sister!" Yes, you do, come on, do a few twirls for me... Have a good look atyour. Which?" Actually, five. Don Carlos, Magic Flute, Faust, the Cole Porter, and Figaro. Wouldn't that make you happy?" I guess so. But I feel cranky anyway." Why don't we go to the Sydney Symphony?" Seriously?" Yes. I saw a brochure at the Gallery. I'll bring one home tomorrow or the next day. We'll broaden our music-going." Rachel looked at me. "Now, why are you cranky? Or, why are you nettled today, rather than your customary peevish self?" Now who's being snarky?" Rachel stuck out her tongue at.