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44-TV FICTION CLASSICS #6

Lee giggled and licked his colorful lips, "Maybe not only our hands."

"No, I'm serious, we look like the type of dates men would call hot. What are we going to do?"

"We've had fun being twins so far...let's play it up tonight. You do whatever I do and I'll do whatever you do. When you put on lipstick, I will too. We will walk the same and talk the same. What do you say?"

"Ok, but let's come home early."

We added matching perfume. Mrs. Roberts showed us how to reach into our bra cups and pull up extra flesh; which would show with our scoop necked dresses. She said, "Men say they like small breasted women, but they look at the full busted ones."

Lee primped in the mirror until our dates arrived. Mrs. Roberts said, "You both look ravishing. Be home before one o'clock."

Lee looked up from applying lipstick and moaned, "Aw mom, we're big boys now, can't we stay out a little later." He then realized what he had said, and we all laughed.

Lee introduced Mrs. Roberts to Jim and Dan, the twins. Both were about 30 years old, over six feet tall and handsome. They had done a chewing gum commercial as identical twins. At first glance it was difficult to tell them apart.

First stop was a cocktail lounge for drinks to get to know each other. Lee was very animated and flirted with both men while I was a little quiet. He had been out more than I and seemed more comfortable.

The men were very impressed that we had dressed as twins. Jim said, "I can't tell who I like the most."

Lee said, "We can't tell either, tonight, we'll just have to share."

Jim said confidently, "By the end of the evening you'll know. OK?" I was getting nervous with Lee's flirting, but the men loved it.

So every hour the men traded places, it was like a new date every hour. We went dinner dancing at an exclusive nightclub. It was real dark in our booth. By eleven, we'd finished dinner and had several drinks. The boy's paid the dinner bill. (Lee whispered to me, "Aren't you glad we're not boys.") We left and walked down the street to a nightclub.

Inside, we all were enjoying ourselves. I think Lee had lost track of whether he was with Jim or Dan and didn't

seem to care. He clung onto both equally and danced close. In the booth, he shyly put his arm over Dan's shoulder and played with his short hair with his long red fingernails.

I was having fun but was nervous that the men were too interested. I could tell that they preferred Lee's seductive familiarity. After dancing, Dan put one arm around Lee's small waist and pulled Lee against him. Lee adjusted his skirt, giving both men a view of his shapely legs and garters. Dan's hand caressed Lee's legs through his skirt. At first, Dan played with the fabric, but soon was playing with the hem of Lee's panties and garters through the dress.

Lee looked up to say something. Dan's lips searched for Lee's and held him tightly. Lee tried to pull away, but Dan seemed to enjoy the struggle, holding Lee's body closely against his. Sparked by the excitement, Dan moved a hand to the hem of Lee's skirt and slid it up to get a good view of stockings and panties. I watched in shock, then felt Jim's hand roam to my nylon clad knees and began to ease his way up my skirt, hoping he would get lucky too. I felt naked and vulnerable, as he slid his hand up my legs. I thought of the times I slid my hand up girl's legs, and the disappointment of her stopping me.

Their fingers started playing with the hems of our black lace panties. Almost in unison, Lee and I pleaded, "Don't! Stop it!" I added, "What type of a girl do you think I am?" If he only knew.

We pushed them away. After pulling down our skirts, we told our dates the evening was over, and they drove us home. On the way home our dates apologized and hoped we could go out again sometime.

Lee, like myself, allowed the customary good night kiss. Men seemed to claim the privilege of kissing their date goodnight, and I didn't mind too much except for the older ones with mustaches. I guess girls have to kiss men even if they don't like them, it was a price Lee and I had to pay for being taken out.

But Lee took it differently, he burst into tears when we entered our room; this fellow scared Lee by being too aggressive. What did we learn? First, we shouldn't have worn sexy dresses and garter belts on a first date. Second, don't get too friendly. Mrs. Roberts stayed up to smooth Lee's

nerves.

Mrs. Roberts comforted Lee saying, "It's alright doll. Let's face it, your personality is warmly feminine and that quality ignites some men's passion. You two boys are creating quite a stir among the men."