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The Bond Between Twins

Rolling her eyes she sits down on the ground next to her brother, her legs crossed and out in front of her, and grabs the can of cola from him. "I make it look untidy by standing?" she asks, a laugh in the back of her throat. But she shrugs it off and pops open the soda, taking a small swig. "And I am relaxed thank you very much, just feeling a little less special now that I've heard about some of these wild parties that I've never been invited to nonetheless heard about," she said with a small pout while resting her head on his shoulder.
 
Opening the lemon squash up, he shrugged, "I didn't participate, I only hosted the parties," he says laughing a little before turning to give his sister a smile, "Could always come here another time and have a party of our own." he suggests, "I have had all sorts of parties here, from your typical lots-of-alcohol ones to raging-hormone-filled-teens-being-set-loose-with-the-opposite-gender ones."
 
Brookelle looks up at her brother, her head still on his shoulder, and raises an eyebrow at him. "And why on Earth would you host such parties? Sounds silly, especially when you're not even participating. What no lucky little girl has caught your eye for you to go after? Or are you too shy?" she asked with a playful smirk while swirling her cola around in it's can.
 
Shrugging and then taking a mouthful of his drink before he answers, he just grins, "Oh? You think I couldn't get any girl I want? No, I just choose not to get involved in the parties too much. It's entertaining to watch the others, but I prefer most of my antics, drunken or otherwise, to be in private."
 
"Oh dear brother, I never said you could get any girl you wanted." she said and began busting out laughing. The thought that he could have any girl he please was overly funny to her and she had no clue why. Taking a few deep breaths, she calmed herself down and looked in the opposite direction of her brother. "Ahem, sorry about that... Anyways! What sort of antics are you getting into when you are in private? Am I going to have to start keeping a closer eye on you?" she asked him while lightly poking him in his side.
 
Shaking his head and laughing, he continued to drink for a few more mouthfuls before retorting to her comments. "The antics I get up to in private because I wish them to be private." he says with a laugh, "And there is only going to be one way to find out, and I'm sure you won't want that." Giving her a nudge he continued on with what he was saying, "Or, if you wanted, I could make you pay what every other female who stays with me pays. That may give you an idea of the antics."
 
Brookelle just sits there in confusion for a few moments, a small frown on her face. "Are you selling yourself to women?" she asked, trying to cover the shock that was clearly threaded throughout her voice. "Your antics are sex? You're a prostitute? Oh dear brother, what have you sunk to?" she asked with exhasperation, tilting her head back and laying her arm over her eyes.
 
Laughing and shaking his head, he sat his hand on her thigh, "Oh no, I don't sell myself. The women who stay with me have to give me a photo of themselves, either naked or just topless, and no bra. You'd be welcome to add to the collection." he says, the last bit as he fights back another laugh and trying to sound serious, "Anyway, I reckon that if you weren't my sister I could show you a few things most guys don't pay attention to in sex. With that in mind, it is a pity you're my sister then, isn't it?"
 
Blinking for a few seconds she almost took his little joke seriously. But slowly she came to her sense, realizing it was just a joke, and shook her head while laughing. "You're a little sicko! I'm glad that gene didn't get passed onto me as well. Least one of us is sane. You wish you could see this body in all its wonderful glory," she teased while sliding her hands down and over all of her curves. "I'm at least glad to hear you're getting some. Means I wont have to deal with a pent up little boy who's frustrated. I swear I don't know what I would do if I walked in on you again like that one time when we were both still at home," she said, faking a little shiver.
 
"I'm the sicko? Who's the one who stood there enthralled at the sight for several minutes before speaking up?" he laughed out, teasing her back, "And I'm sure it is a wonderful body, after all, it has some of the genes I have." he adds in, poking her gently in her side, "Anyway, I'm having another party tomorrow night, but it's just a quiet one at home. You're welcome to stay for it, unless you want to go out. This party is a tame one, just drinks, food and movies. Maybe some games."
 
"I was in shock! I didn't know what to do! It's not everyday you walk in on your own brother doing that! I mean really! Little pervert. And I was not enthralled, thank you very much. Get your story straight. You just wish I was," she said before sticking her tongue out at him again and poking him back. "Sounds quaint. I might stick around for a little while and if anything catches my eye, I'll stay. If not, I'll make some sort of backup plan. After all, they're your guests and I'm sure you don't want me in your hair the whole time you're stuck with me."
 
"Stuck with you? I wouldn't have offered if I was just going to be 'stuck' with you. And my story is straight. You weren't watching anything except my hand... and what it held." he says as he stands up, offering a hand out to her. "I think we should get going back home, before it gets too dark out here. You know how any insect bite makes me balloon out, and these trails are ripe with mosquitoes."
 
Glaring up at him, she places her hand in his and pulls herself up. "And so what if I was? Kinda hard not to. Besides, it's like you said. We do have the same genes and I know I'm good looking. Then again, I could just be your better half," she said with a small smirk. She felt like he was overly teasing her, but when didn't he? Taking a step forward she tripped on a rock and fell into him, her hands on his chest to catch herself. With a sigh she placed her forehead on his shoulder and sighed. "How is it that I'm so much clumsier today than any other day? As soon as I'm out of my element and normal routine I become queen of the klutz's."
 
Chuckling quietly as she fell into him, he kept her up and put his hands on her waist, "Maybe it's because you are the queen of the klutz community?" he says with his tongue out, and looks down to her, shifting a little as he grew slightly uncomfortable. "I think you want to be against me, you know, it's why you keep doing things like this to get close."
 
Rolling her eyes as she looked up at him, she poked his cheek. "Yes, because I'm totally doing this on purpose. All I can think about is wanting to be closer to you and never letting go. My own twin brother drives me crazy," she says sarcastically. Raising an eyebrow, she tilts her head. "You're the one who keeps bringing up that I'm either staring at you or finding someway to cling to you. But isn't it just that you're hiding that that's what you want? That that's how you feel? I mean your hands are on my hips right now when they don't have to be."
 
Kissing her forehead, he just shrugs, "If I hold higher up, I would be pretty much touching your breasts. Any lower, my fingers would curl around and between your legs. It's the safest place to hold you when you fall. It is so fun though to tease you, making innuendos that you want to sleep with me."

After he finishes speaking though, he moves his hands higher up her body, sitting them just below her breasts, "I would be lying if I said that I hadn't been curious about you, but almost all guys get curious about their sister, whether they admit it or not."
 
Staring at him blankly for a few seconds she just laughs a little and pulls away. "Ahem, didn't you say we should be making our way home? Mosquitoes right? Nasty little things. And I have the same blood as you so they'll be just as attracted to me. And I do not want to be itching constantly or those nasty little red bumps. Not an attractive sight," she says rambling while heading towards the entrance of the little hideout.
 
Chuckling quietly and following her to the 'door', he walks up and helps her out of the recess before placing the old tree piece back over it. Leading the way back to where he had parked. Thankfully beating the insect feeding rush, he opens the door of his truck and holds a hand out to help her up, putting his other hand on her waist. After his admission of before, that he did in fact want to see more of his sister than he had so far, he took a chance and as he helped her up, moved his hand around and onto her ass, a finger resting against the back of her thigh.
 
A small, tiny, little gasp escaped her lips when she felt the placement of his hand and a hint of a blush crossed her cheeks. "Why you little perv!" she exclaimed in a teasing tone, not wanting to be harsh with him. She didn't want to start another fight, not when she knew he was just doing it as a joke. It was a joke right? She scrambled into her seat and quickly fixed her skirt before looking down at him. "Would you hurry up and drive us home?"
 
"Perv? I'm a guy...." he says with mock indignation, before running around to the driver's side and clambering in. "When I grab the pizza, did you want anything to drink? As in not soda, juice, or such, I mean alcoholic." he asks, slowly backing out of the space and moving onto the trail out. "The rest of this trail gets quite rough, so be prepared to bounce." He doesn't say much else until they get back to town, and then moves a hand to her knee, "I'm gonna use the party tomorrow to find you a boyfriend." he says with a grin.
 
"Anything will do," she said with a shrug before bouncing in her seat, keeping her mouth closed just to make sure she didn't bite off her tongue. When his hand moves to her knee she looks at it then at him with another raised eyebrow. "Well first of all I don't want a boyfriend right now. Second of all I might not stick around for the whole party if you don't remember. Third of all I don't think any future boyfriend would like where you hand is. And fourth of all what makes you think I need your help landing someone?" she asked him with a hurt tone.
 
"You started it with your comment earlier about me not being able to get any girl I wanted!" he laughs, "And no, they wouldn't like it, but if they aren't your boyfriend now, then they can't be jealous."

Moving his hand back from her knee, he returned his full attention back to the road, he made his way to the pizza place he frequented, and then while they cooked their pizzas, went down to the bottle shop a couple of stores further on.
 
Brookelle waited in the truck while her brother ran around gathering all of their items for super. Closing her eyes she rested her head back on the headrest and let out a little sigh. It had been an interesting day to say the least. Getting reunited with her brother for a while and then his dealing with his....well with his hormones. "I have a feeling that things are gonna be interesting living with him again..." she mumbled to herself.
 
Bringing both the pizzas and the alcohol back to the Chevy, he climbed in and gave his sister a grin, "Well, time to get home, stuff our faces, drink ourselves silly and play games while we do it." he says with a snicker, "The offer is still open you know, to pay the same way every other female does."
 
Grabbing a napkin that had been brought with the pizza, she threw it at his face and sneered at him a little. "Oh har har! I don't have anything that I need to 'pay' you for so you can just forget about that dearest brother," she said with a roll of her eyes. "And even if you wanted a little something, just a little alcohol is not going to get it for you. You have to earn things. Or did you forget that already?"
 
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