They had pigtails in their hair, and was wearing a tiny little skirt that looked more like a belt and a very tight checked blouse that left little to ...the imagination the only diferences in the pair of them was my sister was blonde and had tiny little titties that where only just budding and her friend had at least a b cup with dark hair.i went over like a good brother to wish her a happy birthday and she squeeled and jumped up onto me wrapping her legs around me and gave me a huge hug. i. Encouraged by this newfound talent, I drifted into an impromptu solo. I know this sounds crazy, but I can’t say whether I was in complete control or totally out of it. I kept playing faster and faster, and as I did, the pace grew with a frenzy that was almost frightening. I say almost, because it was also thrilling. The goose bumps caused the hairs on my arms to stand on end as I moved about the little room with the grace of an experienced entertainer, the sounds I emitted swooping and diving. Where do you go from there? Everything else can only be a letdown." A trophy like that? A man could wait his whole life and never bag one half as nice. God was smiling on you today. If you ever top that, you're a better man than I am," he laughed."Doesn't mean I can't try." I leaned forward, speaking toward Dad's seat, my message for him. "Thanks Dad, for making the whole thing possible. I know I don't say it enough, but I really appreciate everything. I love huntin' with you. I don't think it. It just isn't done. Besides, we're not exactly experts, being young ourselves." It's up to you, Amy," I said. I really didn't think they would hurt her."Please, no. You decide, I can't. I'm scared," she whispered. That took a lot for Amy to admit.Christina and Valerie whispered together for a moment."Amy, Patrick..." ... do you love us?" the twins asked together in a solemn voice.My eyes widened in surprise at least as much as Amy's did. I'm sure we both looked silly with our mouths opened. I.