I stuck my head over the edge of my bed to see my twin brother Ritchie lying on the floor of my bedroom. With the doors closed my room got incredibly cold in the winter, especially on the floor. Mom said since we were both thirteen we couldn't sleep in the same bed, but I knew Ritchie would get sick sleeping down there. I didn't mind sharing my bed with him. We got along better than most brothers and sisters we knew, maybe it was because we were twins and growing up we'd always developed the same interests. I snuggled up against him to help him warm up.
She has a tattoo on the small of her back and one around her navel. John had retired at an early age of His investments had paid out and had paid out handsomely. He was enjoying his life away from the fast lane by playing golf four days per week and helping his wife Ann out with the books for her business.
Mom and dad announced on our annual camping vacation they were renting a small travel trailer, the bad part it only slept two. That meant my sister and I would share a tent together. Not that would be a problem since we did get along nicely. The first night was quite uneventful, on the second night there seemed to be an unusual aura between. Hot and humid all day and the tent held the heat with only a slight breeze making it through the mesh screen.
My name is natasha and if all started with my little brother luke and I a while ago. Our parents had gone on holiday so as usual little brother would be around the house with no shirt on not that it bothered me as I myself spent that time in a bikini top. I soon. Here is my confession, Before that I will give you my family background. My Father expired at very early age.