I’m not particularly jealous of him, because where he lacks, I definitely pick up the slack. I easily manage a ‘Grade A’ average, a steady job a...t the local library, and smoke about three times a day. Zan and I are close, possibly because of the fact that we’re ‘identical’ twins and probably have that bond that scientists rave about. We hang out together, I go to his shows, and he speaks up for me when he knows I can’t. We grew up that way, and never changed. Except when it came to me telling. And inside I could see a hint of darker pink, where the skin was moist and I was sure the fragrance I smelled emanated from. I felt the urge to touch her, but didn't feel permission. I squirmed a bit, feeling my body react with a surge of warmth in my own panties, and a strange achy longing."It's pretty," I blurted out. She only smiled at me and began to sort of flick at the top part of her puss. As she did, her face changed, seeming distracted or far away suddenly. "Ohh, oh it feels really. His other hand unzipped the top of my dress far enough so he could slide it inside to caress my hardening nipples. What happened next was more exciting then anything I might have fantasized about him doing to me today. When the opening hymns ended, instead of stepping aside so I could sit down on the pew, he guided be down to the floor so we laid stretched out between the rows of pews. As he guided me down to the deep carpeted floor, he unzipped my dress completely. Turning my head, I could see. At that point we were close enough to talk about sexual life of other girls and guys.He started tell their story and they used to be very intimate before him and how horny it made him. He said that as he didn’t had any girl friend to express his desire he was very frustrated. I was also a pretty horny girl but as I am a girl I never used to say that to anyone it would make me a slut before others. Then the conversation shifted to the same topic. He asked whether the girls too feel the same.