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A Good Brother

by littlefrog454

Copyright© 2026 by littlefrog454

Mind Control Sex Story: Synopsis: My older identical twin Sister, Alice's boyfriend Brad manages to hypnotize her and starts a slow 5 month brainwashing program to addict her to the next penis she sees. That should be his penis, but then we all know about Murphy's Law. Great plan what can possibly go wrong?

Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Hypnosis   Mind Control   Slavery   Heterosexual   Fiction   Incest   Brother   Sister   Lactation   Masturbation   Pregnancy   Sex Toys   .

The Beginning: A Foolproof Plan

Okay, I can truthfully say this all started innocently enough the day I accidentally flashed my straight laced Christian older identical twin Sister, Alice, in the hallway at home. Hey, most of the time we, well, the general public anyway, tend to think of identical twins as being born at the same time, and well, being identical, but that is really untrue sometimes. In our case Alice was born... “delivered” ... almost half an hour, 30 whole minutes, before me, and trust me on this, Alice, never lets me, her, “Baby Brother”, forget it.

Identical twins usually develop from one fertilized egg, which means they normally have the same genetic sex. Both are either male (XY) or both female (XX). However, there are very rare exceptions. In our case a genetic change occured after the embryo split and one identical twin (me) developed as male and the other (Alice) developed as female. This happened because of unusual chromosomal events affecting the sex chromosomes.

Most identical twins also have separate amniotic sacs, but share the same placenta. This is called monochorionic-diamniotic (Mo-Di) twinning, but if the egg splits very early as in our case, the twins can have separate sacs and separate placentas, dichorionic-diamniotic (Di-Di) twining. Because of this we were a difficult, complicated and painful labor for Mom which she never lets both of us forget.

When this all started I honestly had no idea at that time that my 18 year old twin Sister, Alice, had somehow been hypnotized by her 21 year old asshole boyfriend, Brad, or that she was now being systematically brainwashed with the hypnosis into becoming obsessed, or should I really say literally owned by the first live penis she saw. Yes, it turned out Brad’s 5 month foolproof brainwashing plan was to program Alice to be enslaved to the first live penis she saw. Of course Brad’s foolproof plan assumed that it, that first live penis, would be his penis, ha, ha, ha.

At the time we were living in the middle of the good old Bible Belt, in Oxford Mississippi ... Home of the University of Mississippi, the Ole Miss Rebels. “Rebels”, became Ole Miss’ official athletics nickname way back in 1936, and it has endured the test-of-time despite the confusion right now regarding the mascot. Yes, the Landshark replaced good old Rebel the Bear as mascot if anybody really cares to know. Also if you really care Rowan Oak, Nobel Prize literary winner William Faulkner’s residence is right next door to the University.

Our city, well, really the small rural town, of Abbeville, MS, is about 10 miles north of Oxford. It is strong on religion, mainly Southern Baptist, and literary and arts culture. Everything you’re imagining about the small town is probably true We live in a town of about 200 people, and all of ‘em it seems manage to cram into the same First Baptist Church every Sunday. My older twin Sister, Alice, is actually the elected head, well, I guess that’s President actually, of the high school and now University Chastity Club.

Yes, you heard me right, she’s President of the Chastity Club, of course some people call them, “Abstinence-Education Clubs’ ... or “Sexual Risk Avoidance Education Clubs” ... or even “Purity Pledge Groups” ... and yes, they are exactly what they sound like, ha, ha, ha. They are organized groups where the members, like Alice, publicly and/or privately commit... “pledge” ... to abstinence from sex ... yes, no sex ... no fornicating ... until after marriage. They were especially common back in the 1990s–2000s. It’s usually a religious, or values-based youth group built around: #1. Abstinence from sex until marriage. #2. Avoiding sexual activity. #3. Promoting modesty or “purity culture”. #4. Encouraging specific dating rules. #5. Accountability partners. #6. Bible study or moral lessons.

The modern dictionary definition of fornication is voluntary sexual intercourse between persons not married to each other, which includes adultery. In the Old Testament, all sexual sin was prohibited by the Mosaic Law and Jewish custom. However, the Hebrew word transcribed as “fornication” in the Old Testament was also in the meaning of idolatry. The word “fornication” is used in association with heathen idols because much of pagan “worship” involved sex in their rituals. Today that includes Playboy, Penthouse, and Hustler magazines my older twin Sister is always telling me, ha, ha, ha.

Hey, I grew up in the same house with Alice, and reached puberty at 13, boys mature slower than girls everyone says. And yes, for the record I had seen my Sister, Alice, naked more than once as I grew up with her. Alice really didn’t turn into a total social/sexual prude about sex and her body until she turned sweet 16 believe it or not. That was when her and her girlfriends started dressing and acting like Catholic Nuns. Every boy in town probably thinks the, “Purity Pledge” thing is a complete and utter waste, because she’s easily one of the hottest girls in the state of Mississippi.

Alice has actually competed in the Teen divisions of Miss Mississippi’s Outstanding Teen - Miss Mississippi Teen USA which starts at 14, and then moved onto the Miss division of Miss Mississippi - Miss America system, and Miss Mississippi USA - Miss USA system, when she turned 18 this year. You don’t have to win the crown to earn scholarship money. Many contestants like Alice walk away with from $500 to $5,000 in awards even if they don’t place in the Top 10.

Maybe I should describe me and Alice at this point. At the time we were both starting at the University. I was 18 almost 19, and entering as a first year Freshman, Alice was a Freshman too but into cheerleading, gymnast, and even some ballet. I, like Mom and Dad, was starting on a legal tract at the University studying to become a lawyer.

My older twin Sister, Alice, was a cheerleader, gymnast and ballerina at the time, and was interested in Physical Education, Sports Science, Exercise Science, and something new called Kinesiology at the time. She was also interested in her Cheerleading and Gymnastics certifications, and even thought she might become a coach or even a professional cheerleader. Though Mom and Dad were still pushing her to take up the legal track too.

NFL cheerleaders for football teams such as the Dallas Cowboys, Miami Dolphins, and Kansas City Chiefs, or NBA cheerleaders, are dance and cheer teams that perform for the crowds during basketball games, and they make pretty good money. Professional cheerleaders in the US typically earn between $150–$500 per NFL game and about $9–$20 per hour for practices, while broader “professional cheerleader” roles average around $67,000 annually depending on job type and classification. Professional cheerleader pay varies widely depending on whether the role is tied to the NFL, or NBA, or a private entertainment company, or a full-time salaried position.

Of course, Mom and Dad were still encouraging her to try the legal tract too, but so far Alice hasn’t been interested. For Alice, think of Denise Richards, the American actress and former fashion model. Also a former Bond Girl, Dr. Christmas Jones, a nuclear physicist and love interest of James Bond, portrayed by Pierce Brosnan, in the (1999) Bond movie, “The World Is Not Enough”. And though she was not a Playboy Bunny, she did pose nude for Playboy in December 2004.

Of course she was also married to Charlie Sheen from 2002 to 2006, and they share two daughters, and have since maintained a cordial CO-parenting relationship, Denise Richards now vows to never marry again after Charlie Sheen, and her recent Aaron Phypers marriage and divorce: “I’m 0 for 2”, and intends to stay that way, she says. She has amazing blue eyes and brunette hair, also the following physical measurements: 5 foot 6 inches tall, around 115 pounds, and measurements of a fantastic 37–24–34 inches.

Me, if you really want to know, I think I looked something like Denise Richards, Ex, a young 5 foot 10 inches, 168 pound Charlie Sheen from the movie Platoon. Honestly, I’d never thought of my older twin Sister, Alice, in a sexual way before this. She was just my “older twin Sister” ... honestly, she was a bit of a pain in the ass at times, but useful at other times. Sometimes she was good company, other times she was the last person on Earth I wanted to hang around with. Y’know, just a useless older twin Sister, but it’s kind of hard to not think about someone in a sexual way when they become completely obsessed with your penis I’ve found out recently.

I had no idea at the time what her asshole boyfriend, Brad Jones, was up to. OH, I knew him all right, of course, I knew him. In a small town like ours, when someone new arrives it’s often ... who am I kidding ... it is the biggest news event of the year. He was from, New York City, the Big Apple, The City That Never Sleeps, Gotham, The Five Boroughs, well the Big City anyway. I mean he couldn’t wait to tell us all about it.

Of course, the rumor around campus was his parents had sent him down here to live with his rich Aunt and Uncle because he had gotten into some kind of legal trouble back up in New York City. As Brad told it around the University campus, maybe it was really bragging about it, this was some kind of cruel and unusual punishment his Father and Grandfather had thought up for him.

New blood, rich new blood anyway, even if he is from the Godless Yankee heathen state of New York, or maybe because he is, ha, ha, ha, is still attractive to young impressionable Southern schoolgirls it seems. Yes, Brad always seemed to have plenty of spending money, was admittedly good looking in a, “bad boy”, kind of way, a sharp dresser, and was a fast talker around women. Hey, I’m not saying Brad was in the league with Casanova exactly, but he was sort of in the James Dean mold, style, or tradition.

Hey, the Greasers’ style from, “The Outsiders”, took its inspiration from the dreamy actor. Yes, women, well, young impressionable adolescent school girls, called James Dean, “Dreamy”. The hair, dangling cigarette, leather jacket and bad boy attitude can be widely seen in his fashion photo shoots. Believe it or not the infamous quiff hairstyle he sported is still a popular hair-do today. Anyway Brad was certainly good at talking women into doing things they normally wouldn’t do we all soon learned.

Brad even had a fancy flashy car. Yes, his candy apple red R/T, Daytona Dodge Charger with it’s fancy console and front bucket seats and three-across wide bench seating in the back was the envy of most of us on campus. It even had a fold-down center armrest with cupholders. The 6.4L 392 HEMI (485 hp) it came with is strong but manageable power ... yes, you get real muscle without Hellcat-level drama. It’s naturally aspirated, meaning fewer moving parts than the supercharged engine version, but with excellent throttle response and better reliability than the 6.2L supercharged engine models.

All that plus it didn’t need special fuel requirements beyond premium gas, ha, ha, ha. It’s also comfortable and quiet at highway speeds, and doesn’t overheat or heat-soak in heavy traffic like the Hellcat is known for. Hey, it’s the engine that makes the Charger feel like a true performance sedan without turning every commute into a drag race. You can drive it gently and it behaves like a normal car, but when you want or need raw power, it’s instantly there.

If you want to know what Brad looked like think of Joffrey Baratheon, the cruel young king from HBO’s, Game of Thrones, portrayed by Jack Gleeson. He is one of television’s most iconic infamous teenage villains, known for his arrogance, cruelty, and abuse of power in the series. Brad like Joffrey is a pale, blond-haired older teenager, or should I say young adult since he’s 21, with short sandy brown hair, sharp blue eyes and finely sculpted features. Though slight in build, he carries himself well with the haughty confidence of a king. Yes, he certainly lorded it over us around him at college now. Though I didn’t like him, in fact, I instantly disliked him, girls and women seemed to like him for some reason I’ll probably never understand.

Anyway with Alice’s looks, my identical twin Sister, Alice, even if she was a sexual prude had her pick of any guy around, so less than a week after Brad moved into town and started at the University, the two were dating, but it wasn’t exclusive at first. Brad was just another one of Alice’s many advid admirers that she had wrapped around her little finger I thought at the time.

I need you to understand that I’m still trying to work all this out in my own head, but it must have been about the 3rd or maybe 4th week of Brad’s 4 or 5 month brainwashing program that I accidentally flashed my older Sister I figure now. Hey, I didn’t mean anything by it at the time, ha, ha, ha. It was really an accident. I was just walking down the hallway going back to my room from the hot sauna and then the cold shower with my large beach towel wrapped around my waist securely and tucked in good and tight.

As I say, my twin Sister, Alice, is a total sexual prude and doesn’t approve of me, in her words... “running around the house half-naked” ... Well, that’s how she describes it ... and complains about it ... to Mom and Dad anyway. She wants ... demands ... that I put on one of the full length cotton bathrobes hanging outside the sauna. I personally think that the full length bathrobes for men and women, they are unisex, are a little excessive. I mean you see plenty of men going topless all the time in ads and commercials on TV, but Alice’s constant complaints cause me to get... “The Lecture” ... from Mom and Dad.

So my older twin Sister was having one of her weekly meetings of her so-called University Chastity Club, or is it the Purity Pledge Group now, at the house the other day. I had just been relaxing in the sauna spa and then taken a cold shower, and when I came out in my red speedo briefs and towel thrown over my shoulder her and her girlfriends were in the large indoor swimming pool. For your information her and her girlfriends do not wear swimsuits, ha, ha, ha, they wear bathing suits, or bathing costumes according to her and her girlfriends. Honestly, there wasn’t a two piece bikini in the entire lot.

For your general information, the first Miss America event in Atlantic City in 1921 was originally a bathing beauty contest. Contestants were judged largely while wearing what were then called bathing costumes, and the winner, Margaret Gorman, was initially titled “The Most Beautiful Bathing Girl in America” before the title and event evolved into Miss America. Yes, from 1921 to 2018 swimsuits were a major part of Miss America. I bring this up because in 2018 the swimsuit competition was removed. Yes, no more swimsuits.

Anyway Alice had complained to Mom and Dad the other day that I had embarrassed her and her girlfriends at the pool, and they ... Mom and Dad ... had both sat me down sternly and given me, “The Lecture”, about not going around the house, “half naked” and embarrassing my older twin Sister, Alice, and her girlfriends. I admit that it ... The Lecture ... made me mad. I mean the sauna spa and heated indoor swimming pool were installed by Mom and Dad for all our use.

When I use the hybrid indoor sauna spa, which has both infrared and steam heat, I like to lay back on my towel and relax, Hey, it was built for 4-6 people, and even has wifi control, and a built-In sound system, along with a oxygen bar. I know that some people say you have to have a cold therapy tub too, but I’ve always found that a cold shower afterward works just fine personally.

And it’s not like I go around naked, or “half-naked”, as Alice very well knows. I wear red Speedo swim briefs most of the time, or have the standard cotton sauna wrap towel wrapped securely around me. These towels are 32 × 59 inches, and are standard cotton sauna wrap sized specifically for wearing around the body. On the day in question, I had just gotten out of the hot steamy sauna with my towel securely wrapped around me and was headed to the cold shower when Alice saw me and made a remark about me being, “half-naked” again.

As I was saying before, I usually wear my red Speedo swimming briefs around the house, but on this occasion I honestly forgot I wasn’t wearing any at the time. Hey, maybe it was a, “Freudian Slip”, thing, maybe my subconscious wanted to embarrass Alice. Hey, maybe my subconscious wanted a little revenge for her continuously tattling to Mom and Dad and getting me in trouble.

“Yes, take that Alice, I’m not, “half-naked”, anymore. Go tell this to Mom and Dad, ha, ha, ha.” I said, and laughed as I pulled the towel loose and let it drop to the floor at my feet.

It was only then that I discovered I wasn’t wearing my tight red Speedo’s, and I was actually instantly fully erect when I realized that. Honest Officer, it was a simple accident ... honest, I didn’t know the gun was loaded. As I said before I usually wear the tight red Speedo’s when I use the spa exercise area, but I take them off after the sauna sometimes when I take the cold shower and I’m alone, but I have the towel wrapped securely when I leave the shower. Honestly, I thought I had the red Speedos on.

Well, that was how it started. Hey, I could blame it all on Alice.


Mom and Dad are legal consultants, they’re a distinct category of legal professionals who focus on advice, strategy, and compliance rather than courtroom representation. In short: they help people and businesses understand the law, avoid legal trouble, and make informed decisions, but they usually don’t go to court. This also means they travel a lot. Between them they knock down almost a million dollars a year. Neither me nor Alice has ever really wanted for anything growing up. We have our own rooms and cars and still live at home while going to college now.

You know the old saying, “Home Sweet Home”, ha, ha, ha. Well, our home is like a mansion. There are our individual rooms on the 3rd Floor, and then there are all the guest rooms on the 2nd Floor. Then you have the dining rooms and conference rooms, kitchen and summa spas, and even a heated indoor swimming pool on the 1st Floor. Around the house are the different car ports, tennis/basket ball court, and even a small golf area. A Putting Green using artificial putting turf and some cups. A Chipping Area with a small chipping net as a target, and even a Driving Net Station that lets you practice full swings with every club. It even had a launch monitor to track distance and ball speed. Hey, we don’t have a maid service, but we do have a staff ... well, really a crew ... that comes through and cleans up every week or so.

I guess me and Alice could have joined a fraternity or sorority, and lived on campus at one of the dorms, but honestly I’m not really a joiner and Alice already had her social thing going on at the time here at home. Yes, her and her girlfriends had the Chastity Club, or Abstinence-Education Club, or whatever you want to call them. They sort of used the house as their own personal clubhouse hotel/motel and/or private resort. So both of us were still living at home at the time.


Hey, I admit I thought at the time flashing Alice would annoy her, maybe even be funny. I thought she’d probably shriek, and maybe run and tell Mom and Dad. At worst I’d probably get another firm talking-to by Mom and Dad, and at best I’d get a good laugh at the look on my prude older twin Sister’s face. But no, I did not intend to really “FLASH” her. I honestly thought I was wearing my tight red Speedo fastskin swimming briefs,

So when she stopped dead in her tracks, just sort of froze there, then her mouth literally fell wide-open, her jaw actually comically dropped in a cartoon fashion, forming a deep O, and as that all happened her eyes sort of bulged and locked onto my exposed penis like some sort of twin laser tracking device. And Hell yes, that definitely struck me as odd and definitely unusual even for Alice.

I mean she just sort of froze there, like a deer caught in the headlights frozen. starring wide-eyed at my erect penis. I mean it’s not like I’m ashamed of my 7 almost 8 inch, by 2 inch girth, penis. Heck, I’ll even admit that one of the reasons I like the tight red Speedo Fastskin racing briefs is they have less elastic fabric and allow unrestricted leg movement and create very low drag in the water. They also display my penis very well.

Did you really think that girls ... women ... where the only ones that liked to put their natural assets on display like peacocks? Though it’s not talked about much, men, well, some men anyway, are as guilty as vain women. And yes, some men are sometimes guilty of padding their crotch to appear larger than they really are, ha, ha, ha.

Way back in junior high when we were only 13 or 14 me and the other boys after a dip in the swimming pool had predictively gotten into the usual pissing contest in the gym locker room one day. The good old, “my penis”... “my dick”... “my cock”... “is bigger than yours”, thing. It turns out, according to the different studies, that 90% of adult men are between 4 and 6.3 inches when fully erect. and yes, men will fight you over that 0.3 or 3/10 inch, ha, ha, ha. Of course, you can also phrase that as: “Only a rare 10% of men have cocks longer than 6 inches”, ha, ha, ha.

Look, I wasn’t sure how to take Alice’s response. Finally, after a few long seconds, heck, it could have been several minutes. Minutes that honestly seemed like an eternity when I think back about it now, I finally had to ask her if she was okay. She just sort of gulped, and then closed her wide open mouth. Then she nodded her head up and down once or twice, but kept staring with her eyes wide-open and unblinking.

At that point I covered myself back up with my towel, and went on down the hall to my room and she went to hers I guess, I refused to look back. Other than a passing thought of, “Wow, that was certainly weird”, and a brief speculation as to whether this was her way of getting back at me, I didn’t really think much about it at that time.

Meanwhile, she was continuing to see Brad almost every night. Like I said, it wasn’t until much later that I found out what they were really doing on their, “dates”. Hey, I knew that it wasn’t anything sexual, because after all this was Alice we are talking about here. There are lots of nasty mean hurtful things you can say about my older twin Sister, but she was really serious about this Chastity Club thing of hers. She really intended to stay a virgin until she found her true soulmate, and all that other goody-two-shoes Christian religious nonsense stuff.

But I’ll tell you right now, because otherwise the next part of the story won’t make a whole Hell of a lot of sense. It turned out Brad got sent down here from New York City because, and I personally didn’t believe this at first. Honestly, I thought it was a joke, it was just too damn weird to be true ... he was sent down here because he was caught hypnotising girls in the big fancy prep school he was attending.

Yeah, that’s right, he was caught hypnotising girls. “Hypnosis”, like in those corny old cartoons and vampire movies you see all the time on TV. The good old, “Look deeply into my eyes, you are now under my power.” thing. Of course, when I really checked it out on the good old Internet I found it appears in a lot of movies and TV shows. Everything from the Hypnotic Eye movie, to James Bond movies like On Her Majesty’s Secret Service, to popular TV series like Charlie’s Angels where Julie Rogers gets hypnotized by the bad guys.

I don’t know why they didn’t think he’d try the same thing down here, or maybe as long as it was done far away from his parents up in New York they just didn’t care. They were rich, and influential, and they were big-shot lawyers, with a big-shot law firm. Yes, The Firm actually had former Supreme Court Judges and associate Justices in it. Hell, they probably thought they could get Brad out of anything he got into down here in the backwater South. I mean the Dukes of Hazard, TV show, certainly didn’t do much for our reputation. In fact, Daisy Duke was hypnotized in one episode, ha, ha, ha.

Yes, almost every night, Brad was taking my twin Sister somewhere dark and quiet, and just hypnotising the heck out of her. I still don’t really know that much about it, the hypnosis programing anyway. So maybe he only knew the one program he was using, or maybe it’s something to do with giving them a fixation, something to fixate on and obsess over. Maybe he just liked to play weird fucking mind-games with hypnotized girls. Hey, I just don’t know okay, but on the other hand it obviously worked, ha, ha, ha.

Anyway the program he was using on Alice was a simple one really. It boiled down to the very simple idea that the next penis my Sister saw, she would become absolutely obsessed with. She would fall in love with it, she would want to make love to it, she would want to suck it, and finally she would want to get fucked by it. The bottom line was she would want to do everything she could with it.

She would literally masturbate thinking about it. She would do anything to get to play with it, and play with it every chance she got. She’d think about it and be hungry for it the first thing in the morning when she woke up, and the last thing at night before she went to sleep, She would love the smell of it and the smell of it’s cum. She would love the taste of it, and the taste of it’s cum. And most of all she would become addicted to it’s smell and taste.

It was probably a pretty safe bet back then that Brad’s cock would be the first penis she saw, ha, ha, ha. Of course this was before I accidentally flashed her, I don’t think my Sister had EVER really seen a real live penis before that. Yes, maybe she had seen one in a Playgirl magazine, and I’m sure that she knew the difference between boys and girls, ha, ha, ha, but not up close and personal anyway.

Brad’s plan was obviously to finish the programing, and then get her hooked on his penis. Once she was firmly hooked he would then enjoy the benefits of owning Alice. Hey, I can’t really blame him ... I mean every guy in town probably thought about my Sister when they jerked off at night. Being honest, probably some of the girls did as well, ha, ha, ha.

So 3 or 4 weeks into his 4 or 5 month program, he had no idea that her younger twin Brother, me, would flash her in the hallway, and make her programming take hold early. She didn’t do anything weird or strange for the next few days, and like I said, I’d pretty much forgotten about it myself by then. But two nights after I flashed her, I seem to remember it was a Thursday night, she knocked and asked to come in. I called out “Enter” and she came into my room that night, and sat down on the end of my bed. Maybe I should also say she was dressed in her regular long sleeved loose sleepshirt that covered her from head to toe. Well, from the neck down, ha, ha, ha.

“Hey.” I said casually. Like I’ve already mentioned, I didn’t really think anything was up. We weren’t actually close close, ha, ha, but we weren’t at each other’s throats, or anything like that either. Coming into my room for a chat after dark wasn’t anything that unusual or strange. Of course, this time she closed the door behind herself, which wasn’t necessarily normal, but even that could just have meant that she wanted to talk about our parents.

“Hey... “ She started and blushed a deep red and then there was a weird pause. With that I went back to reading my Playboy magazine. Well, to be perfectly honest, Dad’s Playboy magazine, and yes, there are some good articles published in the magazine besides the color photo layout of the Girls of the Gridiron, the LFL (Lingerie Football League), and centerfold of Pamela Anderson in the one I was reading at the time. Playboy, Penthouse, and Hustler are really informative magazines.

And yes, Alice and her Chastity Club girlfriends have given me the lecture about, “fornication”, porn and pornography. The modern dictionary definition of fornication is voluntary sexual intercourse between persons not married to each other, which includes adultery. In the Old Testament, all sexual sin was prohibited by the Mosaic Law and Jewish custom. However, the Hebrew word transcribed as “fornication” in the Old Testament was also in the meaning of idolatry. The word “fornication” is used in association with heathen idols because much of pagan “worship” involved sex in their rituals. Today that includes Playboy, Penthouse, and Hustler magazines.

But Alice and me had sort of a brother/sister agreement that what went on in my room, or her room for that matter, behind closed doors was none of her or my business. So far Alice had respected that agreement, ha, ha, ha.

“Hey Jeff.” She finally said, and paused again and sort of blushed... “ Oh, that’s me by the way! My name’s Jeff, and she’s Alice. I just realised I never told you that before.

“What’s up, Sis?” I asked, but kept reading the Playboy magazine.

 
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