Clambering quickly up over the booth, she jumped on the empty bench next to them and went directly into the men's room. Just as she entered the stall,... she felt someone grab her shoulder from behind.Chapter 1: Meet the Twins- Santa Barbara, California , Late June The California coastline curves away from the Pacific Ocean at a certain point, about halfway down from the Golden Gate to the Mexican border. The South Coast of California begins here, gilded by the sun and more protected from the. I know. I’ve seen them.The trouble is, even when hypnotized, you can’t make someone do what they don’t want to do. Trust me - I’ve tried everything, but if you push someone too hard when they’re under, they just wake up.What you can do, however, is work out when people will do things. Like take Lucy - she would never normally show me her tits.She’d never show me her tits.But if we were at a nude beach, if she was showing the world ... sure. Then it wouldn’t be so weird for her brother to see. We greeted one another in the way Europeans do in that situation and she picked a place on the bench across from us and unwrapped her towel. I let myself catch just a glimpse of a willowy and curvaceous young figure. Out of respect, I closed my eyes, lay my head back, and felt the heat of the steam reaching my bones. I lost track of time, then felt Donna shift on the bench next to me. I thought I heard a whimper from the girl across the way, and opened my eyes.I couldn’t believe what I saw.. "Been there, done that. If marriage means being taken for granted, aweekend fetch and carry, then we would be worse off than we are now."Angela had silently returned. Two glass plates with flowered tomatoesfilled with chicken salad appeared as if from thin air."Thank you, Angela."Vicky cast an appreciative glance at the black clad form. "My Bridget'scomely enough. Some woman might come along with a proposal to steal himaway to chain him to her stove and bedpost."Beth laughed. "Domestic help's.