James II reclined casually in one of his college 's library seats, book held in his manus as his centre scanned over the personal credit line of text they presented. The hot seat was comfortable, if not a short worn on the cover version at the arms, a sign of the colleges struggling budget, he guessed. He had been at this college for only a couple of weeks and things were odd in comparing to his last college. Everything was samey, the attitude of the instructor, the oecumenical sense that the building was on the verge of falling apart but would likely see another twenty years of service before any major redevelopment, the food for thought, but it wasn't that which stood out to James.

No, it was the people. While they too were similar, forming similar social cliques as he had seen all his life, the sporty group, the intelligent groups, the cheerleading squads and such, it was the fact that during his couple of week already here he had comprehensively failed to integrate himself into any of them, really.

For St. James the Apostle this was a real oddity, he was at ticker a mass person. He loved meeting new people, he loved making new acquaintance but for some cause everyone he talked to here just sort of shrugged him off, albeit politely. It was an curiosity he really couldn't put his fingerbreadth on it.

He considered himself to be quite variety, friendly and from the feedback he'd received at his old college, not unattractive. In fact with his meter spent on the swim squad resulting in his body being fit and inclination, combined with his boyish magical spell, non-white eyes, ignominious hair and attractive characteristic he had been very popular with the young woman. Here, though, they didn't look at him twice.

Except for two girls, the but friends he'd managed to make.

He looked up from his Book as a duet of bags were set down on his otherwise vacant table, he smiled, recognizing the twosome, Breiz, and Katie, the red haired twain of Twin Falls who had become his only source of sociable interaction so far.

"Hey !"Bretagne opened, her vox soft and melodic, pulling out a chair to sit herself down at the table beside her sister and James, her wide red mouth curled upwards into a trance smile.

"Hey~"Katie mimicked, taking the third and final spot at the round table, opening up her Bible bag and taking out a text book.

The duad of them were simply gorgeous, skinny indistinguishable, cheerleaders both and incredibly attractive. They both sported almost perfect athletic figures. They had recently confided in James that their cheerleading manager had lamented that the two young woman had developed so well in their womanhood, their fully DD chest and all-embracing womanly pelvic girdle hindering their progress in their squad, though James II had found it difficult to be sympathetic.

"Hey Brittany, Katie, what're you doing here ?"he asked with a grinning addressing them each by name, while he was clearly pleased to see the two of them they usually spent their luncheon break in the company of their gaggle of friends. The Gemini the Twins were incredibly pop among the other girls. Though, early boys seemed to avoid them, which seemed odd to Epistle of James, given how beautiful they were.

Katie glanced across to Brittany who flicked her long red whisker back over her articulatio humeri, offering another golden smile as she shrugged slightly."Well, we found out you've been spending your lunch secluded in the library ! We couldn't just let you sit here all alone.."he pouted cutely.

King James smiled again and set his book down, looking across at the twins, admiring their lineament, warm gorgeous grin, lush red hair and brilliant naughty eyes."Aww, that's really sweet of you. You do n't have to though, I know how little time you get to expend with the girls."

Katie giggled a lilliputian, reaching across to pat him familiarly on one deal, her sputter balmy and warm."Don't be so dismissive Jay, you're practically one of the girls !"

He smiled some, grateful for her words, though he knew it wasn't unfeigned. Despite being so ‘ in'with Katie and Breiz, the early girlfriend in the college, even those in the counterpart own friendly relationship clique avoided him.

"So uh.. You two having a good day ?"he asked, resting his cubital joint on the table and glancing between the couple of them.

For nigh it was grueling to secernate the similitude apart, Brittany and Katie looked virtually indistinguishable, kept their hair the same, dressed similarly and even acted very interchangeable. It had taken a couple of Day of knowing the pair for him to be able to spot the remainder. The girls had a light handful of freckles under their centre and across the bridge of their olfactory organ, so light in color that they almost blended in with their pale porcelain skin. It had taken a little bit but James had learned to understand the daughter freckles like the stars in the sky, each having a slightly unique pattern.

He, in part, suspected that it was his ability to evidence the girls apart with relaxation, something that even their closest of friends often failed to do, that had endeared him to them so quickly. They just seemed to love that he recognized their individuality, seeming them individually as Brittany and Katie, not just the twins everyone else saw.

Brittany shrugged a little again, crossing her leg modestly as she reclined, a balmy sigh escaping her lip."It's not been great.."

James frowned slightly, looking across at Katie with business organization written across his face, noticing that, she too, was a little bit more demure than they often were. The couplet of them were usually all bright and bubbly, seeing the two of them look even a slight bit down was new to him.

"Is.. It anything I can help oneself with ?"he offered, the actual concern for them clear as day in his voice.

Katie bit her lip some, looking paying attention then she shook her head some,"Thanks, Jay.. But I do n't retrieve so. Our parents are out tonight and we invited a few of the missy around, you know for a girly night ! Wine, movies, girl-talk, you know. Sleepover stuff ! But.."

Bretagne huffed a little."But for one reason or another, they've all flaked. So now it's just me and sis."She glanced sidelong at Katie, a picayune smirk touching her lineament."I mean, not that that 's a bad matter ! But you know. It's no sleepover."

James folded his munition a little and nodded, benevolent in his body linguistic communication and expression, feeling a little bad for them."I know how you feel.. I haven't even had anyone around at mine since I moved here."

Breiz tilted her read/write head some and shared a coup d'oeil with Katie, the two of them perking up slightly and looking a little more thoughtful for some ground."I mean.. He is one of the girls.."

Katie looked incertain,"fountainhead sure but.. He wo n't like the stuff we do.. One of the girls but.. Wine, picture show and girl chew the fat ?"

Brittany shook her chief,"You're right.. That wouldn't work at all.. But.. I really do n't require to lose out on the opportunity of a relinquish house."

"It could be fun ? .."

"Um.."They both looked towards James as he spoke, peculiar."..I can do girl talk ?"

The two girls grinned a little, playful.

Katie leaned back in her hot seat, twirling a length of her pilus through her fingers as she put on a sweet, teasing tonus."Oooh ? And tope wine ? And take in girly romance moving picture ? And do each early 's hair's-breadth ? Pillow fight ? verbalize about boys ?"

James I shrugged a minuscule, putting on a winning smile of his own."If it means I get to pass more prison term with the two of you, sure."

Katie laughed some at that and nudged him with her foot under the table,"Ooh politic verbaliser. I bet you just want to see Brittany in her PJ's, you know she just wears a T-shirt to bed right ?"

Brittany gasped, her pale face flushing crimson in embarrassment as she punched a giggling Katie gently in the arm,"Katie ! ! Don't tell him that !"

James laughed too and rubbed the rear of his neck with his hand, even Brittany ended up smiling, albeit a little shyly.

"Okay okay.. Let 's all laugh at Brittany clip over.."Brittany huffed, taking a deep breath to try and will away her embarrassment,"Do you want to come across tonight or not Jay ?"

He put on the charade of thinking for a moment, not wanting to seem overly eager, but then with a shrug, nodded once,"Mm, sure ! It'll be fun in good order ? I've never been to a slumber party before.."he said with a smirk.

Katie and Bretagne both at once seemed to brighten up, Katie speaking excitedly,"Wait really ? You wouldn't mind the soupy movies, the girl confabulation, and the whole affair ?"

"Hey, I'm one of the girls right ? You've got to teach me how to be one."he laughed, joking.

Brittany's smirk deepened a trivial and she glanced sideways at her sister, nodding in agreement,"True, we'll have to instruct you how to be one of the girls. This is going to be so much fun !"

James smiled brightly and leaned back in his death chair. That couldn't have gone better if he tried. Not only had he cheered the couplet of them up, but he had legitimately scored a dark with two of the hottest girlfriend in his college, though he knew they had friend-zoned the fuck out of him, he really didn't nous that in the least. They were a pin-up duo of girls, and despite the fact that they were the exclusively two citizenry in the hale College to pay him even the slightest piece of attention, he didn't think he could've scored two nicer, more beautiful friends.

Katie nodded, her undimmed and bubbliness returned to her,"I just ca n't wait, what're we going to watch do you recall ?"she asked her baby, her beautiful blue eyes wide and excited.

The two started to spill the beans about a whole pack of motion picture that James had only ever heard about in passing, he glanced, mystified between them and pulled out his phone, checking the time with a fooling glance.

"Ah.. I have to get going to one of my classes but er.. I'll come across to yours tonight, yeah ?"He said, smiling warmly as he started to mob his things into his bag.

"Hm ? Oh !"Katie nodded,"Yeah I'll schoolbook you our reference okay ? Six sounds ripe ?"

"Sounds goods !"He confirmed, standing and pulling his bag over one shoulder,"I'll see you both this night then."

He waved and turned to leave, both of the girls glancing down, biting their brim as they watched his ass as he walked. Fit and acrobatic, his boy-butt drawing their attending as it had the first clock time they'd seen him on his first day.

The pair sat in silence as he walked away, waiting until he was well out of earshot before speaking again.

"..I can't believe that worked.."Brittany smirked, looking across to Katie with upheaval.

"Oh my gosh.. I know ! He's so sweet ! ! Are we having any issues with the girls ?"

Brittany shook her capitulum,"Pff.. zippo I haven't sorted. I heard the miss saying how Helen was thinking of asking him out but I spoke to her.. She knows to pass on off. Everyone knows he's ours."

Katie bit her lip and giggled, practically bouncing in her hot seat."ass. Yes. I can't believe our luck ! Who'd have thought the new boy would be so hot ? Tonight is going to be the best.."she held up her clenched fist to Bretagne who bumped it, casually.

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Epistle of James checked himself out in the self-camera of his phone as he walked down the street towards their house, he wasn't planning on doing anything or trying for anything with them, after all, he knew that if he made a play for either Brittany or Katie he would alienate the other, potentially losing a acquaintance and even worse, potentially driving a wedge between the two girls, but he still wanted to look his best for them.

Not that it mattered, they weren't even occupy in him outside of the limit point of friendly relationship, which, he supposed, worked out for him. A pair of snug friends was far more valuable to him as it stood.

He glanced up at the room access in front man of him, tucking his earphone way in his pocket and checking the number of the business firm against the one in his memory. Satisfied, he knocked on the door and waited.

It took a few moment but he eventually heard crusade on the other side of the door, a disinclination, as he assumed whoever was on the former side of meat checked the spyhole, then the door opened.

He blinked in surprisal at the sight before him, Brittany, he could state from her lentigo, dressed far more casually than he had ever seen her. Dressed in a loose, low cut tank top and equally loose shorts she looked stunning with her retentive pale legs on presentation, feet bare and smile all-inclusive. The low cut top displaying more than a fair serving of her impressive and enticing segmentation.

"Hey, Breiz ! Found you easy enough."he said with a smile.

Brittany brightened up noticeably as he used her gens, a slight warm hue coming to her cheek. She absolutely adored being recognized, it seemed."seminal fluid in Jay ! We were just getting comfy !"

He laughed a small and stepped inside, kicking off his shoes and putting them to one side. Stood English by English with Bretagne, he stood about on par with her in full term of peak, he was quite gladiolus in fact that the pair of them seemed opposed to high up heels, else he would constantly feel pocket-sized around them.

"So I see ! I feel overdressed."he laughed as she shut the door behind him, locking it behind him.

She smirked and twirled lithely, as if modeling a fine apparel and not a unaffixed set of PJ's, the only thing holding her shortstop on as she did so the impressive flash of her hips."You like it ?"

He watched her move, watching as her fully breasts bounced enticingly in their loose confines, not held up or supported by any bra, just by the impertinence of youth. It was going to be a retentive night of avoiding erection, it seemed.

"I wish I looked that good in a tankful top."he said with another jape, which she joined in as she walked on through to the living room.

Inside they had really made themselves comfortable, seemingly gathering every blanket, puff, sheet, and pillow in the house to create a sonant sort of pillow hole between the couches that they had surrounded with collation, crapulence, add-on, and a big ass TV.

Katie was splayed out on the stratum of pillows and comfort on the floor, wearing the Saame supporting players as her babe, the easy cooler top draped across her pelt, the flow of its fabric betraying her lack of a bra as it seemingly caught on her pert pap.

Henry James tried his best not to point out as he smiled, the girl springing up to give him a hug !

He laughed softly and put his arms around her, giving her a favorable hug, feeling the warmth of her consistence against his through the slender fabric of their apparel, feeling the softness of her full tit squish up against his chest of drawers as they embraced.

"I'm so glad you're here ! !"she gushed, grinning as she flopped to sit back on their stopgap soft mattressy fort, her breasts bouncing enticingly as she sat.

He smiled and moved to sit interbreeding legged beside Katie, Brittany moving to sit on his other side, a smile on her own beautiful expression.

"How could I miss out on this ? You two have been so kind to me it's the least I can do to honour you with my company."He smirked, joking.

"Pffff. Modest too !"Brittany giggled as Katie reached behind one of the sofa's bringing out a remote.

Breiz settled down half laying on her side, ramification crossing each other as she leaned on her elbow looking towards the tv with wrinkle rim as Katie started to flick through the, apparently Smart TV's menu options, loading up Netflix.

"What're we going to watch first then ?"James I asked curiously, glancing between the two porcelain stunner flanking either side of him, acutely cognisant that it was just him and them.

Katie ummed a little as she scrolled through romance picture show, James II doing his best to seem interested as the list swished past, each option seemingly tough than the last.

"Oh oh ! !"Brittany interjected,"That one ! The princess one ! I love that photographic film so much.."

Katie nodded in correspondence as she selected the moving-picture show Brittany had indicated.

Saint James felt his pump sink a little, not just a Romance language movie, but a princess one. Wonderful. He let out a trivial suspiration as Katie shuffled to the side, stretching up an arm to reach the igniter, dimming them and making the atmosphere more intimate and relaxed without the clinical innocence of the light.

James glanced between the two beauties as they settled in on either position, the pair seemingly content to watch the plastic film as it started to play, the coloration of the projection screen lighting up their albumen hide in a wonderful myriad of people of color.

Katie glanced up at him, catching him looking at her. She winked playfully before settling her gaze back to the motion-picture show.

He raised his supercilium a piddling, not really sure what to progress to of that as he settled in to watch the film, finding the spot in the cover with his back supported by the sofa incredibly comfortable.

The movie was.. Not what he expected. It had everything ! Fencing. Fighting. Torture. retaliation. goliath. giant. Chases. flight. True sexual love. Miracles.

He was so engrossed in the pic, much to his own surprisal that he had hardly noticed the increased attention of the two miss flanking him. By the end of the for the first time act, he had a glass of red wine in his handwriting, each of the daughter holding one of their own. By the end of the second act, he was on his second refill and Brittany's head was resting on his articulatio humeri. By the time the acknowledgment rolled they had between them worked through a bottle of wine-coloured each, Katie and Bretagne each reclining against him, Katie with her weaponry wrapped lightly around his waist, Breiz with her hired man on his thigh.

As the movie ended and James II came back to his pot he found himself surprised by just how close the pair had gotten, practically snuggled up to him.

Katie blinked up at him in the almost dark, her sky blue eyes encompassing, her aspect curious and cute."Sooo ? What did you think of the motion picture ?"

"I…"He paused, pursing his own lips and shrugging, honestly,"I really really enjoyed it."he admitted, surprised that he had so thoroughly enjoyed a romance.

Katie grinned some,"Yeah I knew you would.. Everyone loves that flick. It's awesome."she giggled, tracing her fingers lightly across his plane stomach, through the thin framework of his shirt.

He smiled a little and blushed at his realization of the two of them pressed close to him, feeling the beginning of a swelling in his drawers.

He coughed a little and sat up, gently untangling himself from the two of them, standing up as they lay draped demurely on the top, the sudden shift from horizontal to upright, combined, with the bottle of red he had worked his way through practically made his nous twirl.

"Y-yeah haha, I er.. Where 's the can ?"he asked, casually, glancing meaningfully towards the stairs.

"Mm, just up the stairs, first door on your right."Brittany answered, twirling a lock of her hair between her fingers.

He nodded,"Thanks, I uh.. Back in a minute."

Brittany and Katie watched as he retreated upstairs, custody on the paries to guide him, walking in a way they both recognized, he was carrying a ‘ concealed weapon'and was clearly buzzing.

They waited until they heard the door shut upstairs and Katie threw herself back onto the quilt, miming a faint as she let out a lenient loving sigh,"Oooh he's so cute.. Briiit.. I want to go first with him, pleeease ? .."she pouted her wide sass, glancing up adorably at her sister.

Brittany put a hand on her hip and pouted too, looking down at Katie, but she couldn't hold her disappointed expression very long, as always finding a soft spot for her sister 's adorableness."Pff.. Okay okay.."She giggled a little, watching as Katie's expression broke out into a winning grin.

"But you'll have to share him.. I'm not going to wait on the out of bounds or anything.."Brittany nodded firmly.

Katie bit her lip and shrugged,"mulct by me, it'll keep him calm at any rate.. So um.. How should we go about this ? .."

"Um.."Brittany shrugged a small,"I do n't know.. I variety of expected him to admit the lead and be a little more than handsy ?"

Katie grinned."Yeah, he got tiptop into the movie though.. I think he forgot we were here."

Brittany huffed but laughed,"I should be offended but that 's just so fucking cute.."

They sat together in silence for a few moments.

"Maaaybe we should both secretly flirt with him ? Make him think we're both trying to get it on with him without the other knowing ?"Katie suggested.

Brittany pursed her lips."I mean sure.. But.. How ?"

Katie ran her hands through her haircloth in view, then grinned."Oh ! I've got an idea.."

James had entered the bath and switched on the light, almost blinded by the comparative brightness of the white elbow room as he stepped inside and locked the doorway behind him.

He let out a suspiration and approached the gutter, the john seat was up, which would've been useful had he been in any perspective to pee. As it happened he had to lower the hind end so he could sit down, waiting for the spinning in his drumhead and his large erection to subside.

The two of them had been very.. Cuddly. Part of him thought they were being maybe even flirtatious, but that in a way made him spooky. They were both incredibly attractive and neither of them, in his book, had any shortcomings.

But there was that nagging awe, the fear that if he had to select between one or the former, something he wasn't sure he could do since to him they were each divine, that the other would end up resenting him. He couldn't afford to lose Quaker he had so few.

He just had to control himself, the caressing was probably just an facet of the slumber party he hadn't expected. After all, he could sieve of imagine the two of them and a group of their friend all snuggled up together, all dressed scantily.. All caressing each others-..

"Gah.."That wasn't helping salvage his mounting problem.

He pulled his phone out of his pants air pocket and started to show up on the day 's news in paying attention to competitive swimming, checking out the blogs of a few of his pet swimmers and idols, though in his inebriant fueled mind he wasn't really able to engage in any of the data. Despite that, fortunately, it worked like a cold shower.

As he came back downstairs he found Katie laying down on her side on the couch at the back of their set up, Brittany sat in the middle pouting cutely and rubbing at her shoulder a niggling awkwardly.

James frowned a short as he approached, looking a little pertain as he watched her rub at her shoulder, a wince crossing her features.

"Uh.. Hey, you okay ?"He asked, trying to vocalise sober, seemingly catching Brittany by surprise as she lowered her manus from her shoulder joint, as if she'd just been caught.

"Oh um sure.. Fine.."she said, albeit meekly.

He glanced towards Katie sat on the couch who smirked a little.

"She fell over.. Too much wine~"she said in a sing Song dynasty trivial voice. It seemed to Henry James that she was too was maybe a little inebriated, though that wasn't surprising, given how much they'd had to drink.

"It's nothing ! Just a contusion or something.."Brittany said defensively as she sat in movement of King James spot."Let 's just put the side by side movie on okay ? .."

James IV nodded a short, a little unsure but moved to sit beside Bretagne as Katie leaned over the side of the couch, mumbling to herself as her hands tried to get the remote.

"Hey, Jay.. Could you uh.. Sit behind me ?"Breiz asked, interpreter soft.

"Oh, uh.. Sure."he replied, moving to sit back in his regular spot, he was right field behind her now and couldn't see the sieve for her.."I mean.. I ca n't see-"

She leaned back, one of his peg on either side of his body, her back pressed to his stomach, her read/write head resting on his breast so he could see over the top of her luscious red hair.

"Can you see now ? .."she asked softly, wiggling back gently into the crook of his branch, his arms on the pillows and duvets to either position of himself, not really trusted where to put them.

"I.."

"Got it !"Katie sat up, gripping the remote victoriously and blinked, eying the position she now saw Saint James and Brittany in."... Well, you two look cosy.."

Bretagne glanced over at her sister, smirking a footling herself."Ooh, he um.. He knows all about forcible seaworthiness and stuff.. Said he could give my berm a massage ? nominate it lupus erythematosus sore, you know ?"

Katie glanced at the helpless Jesse James and had to suppress a smirk, this whole fighting over him thing may have been an act the two of them had devised, but she couldn't help but make out the full eyed expression on his human face."Is that true up Jay ? .."

"I.. I mean.. It could actually help her."he nodded a little, clearly a little taken aback by the sudden fault in moods.

"..Hm.. Okay !"Katie smiled then, laying down on the couch behind him and pressing play.

This moving-picture show he knew of. The Princess diary. A dissimilar creature entirely. He let a soft piddling sigh, he hadn't seen the film, but knowing of it meant he knew what he was in for. Whereas the last Princess celluloid had been a pleasant surprisal, he wasn't quite so confident that this one would be a shock hit with him.

Which was just very well for the fille, they'd had to suffer through him actually enjoying the conclusion flick and they couldn't have that happen twice.

Katie hummed a little as she innocently tweaked the volume up, turning the luminousness off completely and plunging them into shadow, the solely brightness in the room coming from the screen.

Brittany glanced back over her shoulder, her heart sparkling as they caught the light, looking up at James, biting her full moon blue lip softly, speaking in barely a whisper.

"You gon na move over me that massage ? .."she said, voice soft and enticing.

"O-oh.. Er.. Sure."he smiled a little and moved his hands to her shoulder joint, feeling the suavity of her skin under his mitt interrupted only by the sparse shoulder strap of her tank top.

She relaxed back against him, feeling a rosiness touch her cheeks at his strong hands but surprisingly ticklish touch. She gently tugged a duvet over herself, up to her neck and slid the slim strands of her tank top down the face of her shoulders, leaving the upside bare for his touch.

"There.. Can't let them get in the way now can we, Jay ?"

James cleared his throat a slight and tried not to recollect about it too much, about her fond torso pressed against him, her lower back resting on his groin, his bridge player resting on her perfectly smooth hide.

He swallowed, mouth dry, channelize swimming from the wine-coloured and the scenario he found himself in,"Uh.. No ?"

He squeezed his hands down on her articulatio humeri, he had actually had some physio grooming as a part of his swimming attainment set and while he was by no means a characterize masseuse, he knew where to squeeze and how hard..

"O-ooh.."Brittany said, her articulation quavering a little as he started to work the muscles of her berm with his hands, he knew what he was doing and she could feel it.

As a cheerleader herself, Bretagne had to exert a certain level of fitness. To James questing fingers her shoulders and coat of arms felt deceptively solid, like she had a persuasiveness she seldom used.

He sat there for some time, his psyche in a state of extreme point focus. He was doing his very, very best to follow the moving-picture show. With the soft moaning sounds being elicited from Brittany and her torso moving ever so slightly against his he was all but relying on the awfulness of the picture to kill his would-be boner.

He started a fiddling, feeling Breiz's hands on his, stopping him from massaging her, hesitating, just holding his hands. She could see his heart beating in his thorax, knew he was putty in her custody.

She urged his hands down under the masking where they were out of ken from Katie and she chewed her lip some. As he had been massaging her she had subtly worked her tank top further down her body.

She blushed warmly as she guided his work force down under her arms, as if suggesting he wrap his weapons system around her waistline in a subdued embrace. However, at the finally second, she raised his hand, arching her back a little as she felt his strong but diffuse hired man cup and count her entire, heavy and nearly noticeably, unornamented breasts.

She felt him tense as he realized what he was holding and moved to pull his hired hand away, obviously confused as if what he was doing was an accident, but she held him there, squeezing his workforce in her own so there was no mistaking her soft, chirpy breasts, clasped in his hands.

She tilted her head back and, with the softest of smirks, caught his eye, as if to say what he was doing was not only okay but encouraged.

His brass was a picture, an adorable mixture of foreplay and pure, unadulterated terror, but as she continued to crush his mitt in hers, he started to relax, taking over and mimicking her channelise natural process, groping her breasts.

She let out a slaked suspiration and lowered her hands from his, leaving them cupping and fondling her titty, her hands resting on his peg, giving a reassuring squeeze as she relaxed fully against him, enjoying the film.

James was at a all over deprivation, unable to dig the fullness of the position, here he was with Katie splayed out innocently behind him on the lounge he was resting against while he sat there, pretending to be destitute but with his script cupping and massaging her sister 's breasts.

"Shh.."Katie whispered in his ear, almost causing him to jump-start in surprise as she broke his reverie, the shock of the sudden rustling must've spooked him enough to present a sudden squeeze with work force as Breiz let out a short writhe against him, that was bad, he was already sporting a tractor trailer and he knew before yearn Bretagne's comfy bit would be just a minuscule spoiled by a shaft to the back.

He tilted his head back, resting the back of his principal against the indistinctness of the lounge to attend up at Katie, uncertain and questioning, trying his unspoilt to await innocent as Katie smiled naughtily at him.

She leaned in last, so close he felt her lips clash against his ear, whispering so mild as to ensure Brittany couldn't hear,"I wan na make out.."

His middle went wide and he opened his mouth to address, to object, to protest, but she placed a digit against his sass, shushing him.

She pulled her finger away and before he had a chance to object her lip found his, wax, soft and sweet, she kissed him, his head resting back against the sofa, her bridge player on his cervix, caressing as their sassing ever so softly met, a 1 wad developing into a slow buss, he couldn't help himself, at the mercy of their common zeal.

No trade good could possibly do of this, he knew, he knew in fact that after this there was no coming back. There would be a confrontation, he would at best, lose a admirer, at worst he would fall behind two.

The idea of that hurt, but fortunately the wine fuzzing his mind stopped him from over thinking about what could be, and instead let him focus on what was.

He had a gorgeous, busty red-header laying between his second joint, her full bosom pressed eagerly into the ribbon of his manpower as she squeezed and kneaded them. He had another gorgeous redhead with her lip pressed house to his, their clapper intermingling in a hanker, impassioned kiss.

Regardless of what was to come, this remembering would be forever, and it would be a highlight of his youth.

For what felt like 60 minutes but could only let been minutes he floated on taint nine between the two thirsty twins.

It had been inevitable given his spot, but no matter how hard he had tried to avoid it, his cock had hardened against Brittany's lower back and in their position, with her leaning against him nestled between his legs there was no way she hadn't noticed it.

As if to razz him Bretagne squirmed a little back against him, which for the lecherousness and alcohol addled James, was just one whole step too far.

He let out a low moan of pleasure, the noise audibly muffled.

The odd, muffled stochasticity was enough to briefly get Brittany's attending, causing her to glance up and see her boy toy tongue wrestling her twin.

"A-hey !"She said, causing Katie and James both to jump in surprise, looking down with matching, guilty looks."Are you kissing ? !"

"Buuh.. I err.."James I started, but Katie interrupted.

"He's clearly holding your tit !"she accused, St. James pointedly removed his hands from Breiz's thorax, which only served to make him seem even more guilty.

"I told you I wanted him for myself !"Brittany stated, frowning.

Katie huffed some and draped her arms over his neck,"Yeah well I want him ! He's an astonish kisser~"

Brittany narrowed her eyes some, she could see the affright setting in on James IV, the boy was so unsure of how to oppose it was simply adorable."Which one of us do you desire ? .."

James practically felt his heart stop, all color draining from him, that was the question he had been expecting and dreading.

"I.. I er.. I um.. I.. I.."

Katie frowned and shook his school principal,"It's not fair making him pick like that !"

He let out a shaky breath,"I uh.. Yeah. That."

Brittany looked despondent."I don't see any former option ! He's a nice guy, it's not like he'd be willing to portion us !"

Katie sighed deeply and flopped back into her professorship."I know, right ?"

James I hesitated, unsure whether or not he had genuinely just get word that exchange."I…. Is… Is… That an option ? ..."

Katie sat up on her elbows, looking down at him over the dandy of her breasts, eyebrows raised slightly."wellspring yeah ? I mean we both want you.. We just… You know, thought you were such a nice guy you'd have proceeds with being with the both of us."

"I… Really ?"James said, vox filled with uncertainty and disbelief.

Brittany shrugged a little, looking up at him,"Sure ? Are you okay with sharing ?"

"Am I okay with having the two most amazing, gorgeous charwoman as my girlfriend ? .."He said, a little smirk coming onto his lineament,"I-"

"Whoa whoa whoa.."Bretagne interrupted, nudging him,"We aren't talking about lady friend Jay. We're talking about fucking. Tonight. Like animals."she pursed her brim then smirked,"If you're really in effect we can verbalize about being your ‘ girlfriends'in the morning."

James blinked, he had started to retake his in the beginning self-assurance but just like they had washed it away again.

"Yes ?"Katie asked, poking him in the school principal.

"I… Yes ?"He said though it came out more like a question.

Brittany giggled some and smirked, rolling over to bring in herself expression to face with him,"Things might get a little bit freaky.. Is that okay ?"

James eyed her, feeling his heart pounding in his pectus, he just nodded. He, at this detail, barely cared what bizarre things they might have in nous, he was going to fuck the two hottest girl in his school. Twins. At the same time.

He was just about to pinch himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming when Katie bit his ear, whispering,"But we promise you'll enjoy it, eventually…"

He shivered, the tone of her representative had been filled with promise."A-anything.."he said, finding himself on the back foot, he had been developing thought, laying down situation in his intellect as to what he could and would do to these two, but their posture were shifting, LE demure and enticing more… Predatory.

Brittany knelt up between his second joint and smirked, throwing the duvet aside she casually lifted her tank car top up and over her forefront, casting it aside, letting her good pale boob bounce relieve, each wax heap tipped by the hard nipples he had been toying with just minutes before..

He reached out a script to cup them, but she leaned back out of reach, smirking teasingly as she moved to lay on her back in the midriff of the pillow and eiderdown makeshift-mattress, beckoning to him with a finger.

He leaned forward but was stopped by Katie's hands, he looked over his articulatio humeri towards her, queer as to why she had stopped him.

Her nimble work force moved to lift his own slip off, his arms raising as he let her ingest it off over his articulatio humeri, he watched their eye drink him in, admiring his slender, fit body for a few longsighted consequence before Katie pressed on his book binding, urging him after her sister.

He didn't need Thomas More prompting than that.. He crawled over to Brittany, leaning over her on his knees and elbows.

She writhed eagerly under him, her subdivision wrapping around his cervix, her ramification crossing behind his rear, holding him as she dragged him down into the depths of her kiss, lips full and soft, monovular to her sisters as they kissed, her tongue quick to seek out his own, one bridge player gripping a handful of his whisker, the other clawing lightly at his backbone, sending a shiver down his spine as his smooth dresser pressed down against the fullness of her chest, soft and supple under his body.

As he made out with her, feeling his prick now hard in his pants he felt Katie's comportment behind him, her hands on his coxa as if on bow-wow expressive style as he lay atop her babe, felt her hands caress down under his body to his smash and pants, skilled fingers undoing his buckle and his buttons.

He blushed as he felt her thumbs hook under the fabric of his jeans, starting to run them down over his body, revealing his ass to her.

Katie let out a coo of pleasure as his ass came into view, letting out a little giggle as she lowered his jeans till they were around his genu, her fingers squeezing one of his buttock."Nice ass babe.."She teased playfully.

He tried to gum a response but was muffled by Brittany's long passionate buss so instead had to leave Katie's questing fingers to go about their adventure.

He moaned a little into the buss as he felt her hand dip between his thighs, finding the steely rigour of his duration. She squeezed, he moaned.

Katie grinned as she made a fist around the shaft of his putz, starting to stroke him off in the small space between him and her Sister, letting out an appreciative short noise."Oooh.. He's about a seven Brit.."

"Mmfm-eight-ah !"he tried to speak but was chastised by Brittany, his lip held between her teeth for a long moment before she drew him back into a kiss.

"VII and a one-half then.."Katie smirked as she worked her clenched fist in slow but unbendable motions along the length of his cock.

"This is where it gets fun.."she purred, leaning down.

Jesse James started, pressing himself down tighter against Bretagne as he felt a foreign, though not entirely unpleasant sensation.

Katie's beautiful, cherubic face was pressed between his firm cheek, her natural language lavishing over his SOB, lapping up over it in long strokes then working around it in tight little circles.

He tried to squirm, tried to protest but he found Brittany's handle, with her legs wrapped firmly around his waistline to be quite restraining, holding him in place as Katie's one mitt worked his cock and her lingua worked his ass.

It was outre, but it felt good, so who was he to quetch ?

With the gig of pleasure working through his trunk from her tongue and hand, and unable to do anything about it one way or the other he decided to center his aid on Brittany, if they wanted a fiddling bit of freaky, who was he to deny them that ?

Breiz gasped as she felt his strong, powerful hand suddenly around her throat, felt him squeeze as he restricted the flow of air to her lungs, she squirmed, but didn't let go of him, struggling to breathe as his clapper played with hers.

He choked her for various long moments, kissing her thick the intact time he did so, it was only when her nails started to painfully dig into the skin of his rachis that he released her throat.

Brittany pushed him up a little, causing Katie to plunk for off in surprise as Bretagne sat up and coughed a few times, gasping and panting hard, a pale bridge player at her reddened neck, staring up at St. James in her own surprise.

He blinked some,"Uh.. Too far ? .."he asked, a little abash, even as his cock twitched and throbbed between them.

"Fucking amazing.."Brittany laughed some, her nerve flushed a bright red, her optic half lidded with lust and desire,"Though I'm going to induce you pay so much for that.. Katie, let 's take him upstairs.. I want to play for tangible now."

Katie, excited, nodded and stood, moving off upstairs before Saint James and Brittany had a fortune to climb and trace, King James kicking off his pant leaving him entirely nude, Bretagne making sure St. James the Apostle walked ahead, giving him a playful jog every time he tried to look back. He was just trying to take in a glimpse of her tits, they both knew, but after his trivial appearance she was pretty sure he would catch a glimpse of something else a petty lower on her dead body if she let him look.

He walked upstair and followed after Kate 's step, entering a room and finding the lights off, the pitch duskiness. He heard Breiz enter behind him, heard her close the door.

"Do you swear us ?"

Without his sight to distinguish them he couldn't Tell who had spoken, but it didn't matter.

"Y-yes."

"Good. We want to see what we're doing.. But we do n't want to you see.. combine us."he felt something trip over his centre, covering the top part of his head.

Katie moved to turn a bedside Light on. It cast a sultry visible light over the room, low and warm in people of color it brightened the room enough for the Twin to see their quarry, but not enough to spoil the mood.

James however, could only see black as he realized he was blindfolded. He swallowed some and felt the girlfriend 's bearing motion around him, heard their footsteps, felt the zephyr of the passing against his peel. They were circling him like a pair of sharks, assessing and admiring him.

He stood a petty straighter, trying to look his best, his pecker erect and pointing straight ahead.

"Hot as fuck.."one of them breathed low, the former letting out a low purr of agreement.

He felt hands taking his wrist joint from behind him, pulling them back slightly, he squirmed, shy what they were doing, at least until he felt a fluffy indistinctness encasing a steely core ring each of his wrists. Fuzzy handcuffs, clicking into place on his wrist, pulled behind his back.

He gave an experimental tug on his new restraints, expecting them to be cheap shaping things for fun, but found they had literally no give on them.

"They're um.. Strong handcuffs.."he commented uncertainly.

"Say ahh.."a voice said.

He furrowed his eyebrow in confusion,"Ahh ?"he asked, but quickly found an objective pushed between his lips, shoulder strap moving around to secure it to his head."Mmf ?"

It was, he recognized, like a ball gag, but flat with an odd saucer in the center, when they said they were into some freaky poppycock they hadn't been kidding.

"Do you think that 's adequate ? .."a voice asked.

"He could still run.."the early sister, the pure tone amused."Not faster than the two of us.. That and I locked the door, he couldn't get far.."

"Still.. Charles Herbert Best to be sure."

He felt hands on him, guiding him to move forward. He complied, if only out of sheer peculiarity for what they had planned.

He let out a muffled speech sound of surprise as his knees found the boundary of a bed, with a hand pressing against his back and his limb bound behind him as they were, the issue was inevitable.

Jesse James hit the bed like a dead weight, bouncing a lilliputian as he got a facial expression wide of mattress, the duvet doubtless downstairs in the heap they had been snuggled up on.

The two giggled and hands moved on him, tugging, repositioning, more turnup ? This metre on each of his ankles, binding him to the lower bedposts.

He tried wriggling, feeling incredibly exposed as he was unable to close his second joint, unsure what they had planned or how he was effectively supposed to fuck either of them in his stance. He figured this must have just have got been part of some foreplay.

"You said you wanted to go first, right Katie ?"Brittany's phonation then, he could hear her as she spoke, moving around onto the bed at the top by his head.

"Mmhm ! Readied him up and everything while he was choking you.."Katie teased and he felt her hands grip his wrists. With storm military strength he felt himself raised up, his chest coming off the bed, supported by his articulatio genus and her hairgrip.

He felt fingers on his drumhead and around his gag. He thought for a moment Brittany was going to remove it but instead, something came free. He breathed in through his mouth, feeling assuredness air fill his lungs but his mouthpiece was still held broad open.

"I'm going to necessitate off his blindfold now.."Brittany said softly, an forwardness and a hunger in her part as her bridge player moved once more than to his head.

He wriggled some, welcoming the relief of the blindfold falling free of his face, hoping it would break some insight into their plans and intentions, his pecker was aching between his second joint, all the hope of what were to arrive, all the fancy playing out in his head had hardly been sated by the brief throw Katie had given him.

"Hey cutie.."Brittany said, looking into his eyes as he blinked, adjusting to the light, drinking in the scene.

Brittany was laid out before him on the bed, propped up by the pillows, her body nude, her thighs feast. She was gorgeous, her porcelain peel simply flawless, from the top of her principal to the tip of her twitching prick. To the tip… Of her ...

"Uhhh.."was all he could say through the ring gag as he felt her hands tangle in his hair.

"Shh.."Bretagne winked and pulled his head down.

His heart went wide as he felt her thick, pale cock slip effortlessly into his mouth through his closed chain gag, he couldn't understand it, couldn't believe it, even as she moaned and started to tug his mind up and down, jerking off her shaft using the soft wetness of his unguarded back talk, the thick red tip of her putz pushing deep into him, depressing his tongue and filling him.

"Oooh fuck that smell so good.."she moaned, as his saliva began to coat her midst rooster, easing its passage in and out of his velvety mouth even as he made a serial of alarmed noises around her length.

"I bet this will feel better.."Katie said in a light little sing-song representative from behind, snapping his nidus to something even more ‘ pressing ’.

As he felt something slippery and hot slip-up between his buttock to snog up against his wet little principal he began to clamber for real, pulling and squirming with a desperation against his restraints.

While with his ankles and radiocarpal joint bound there was very little he could do, he could still carry his hips and ass, dislodging the thick cock that was planning on taking residence. But, as he did, Bretagne pulled down with sudden force and in a piercing moment of scare, he felt the thick pith filling his mouth push into his tight, helpless throat.

He gagged wetly around the invading tool as it obscenely bulged his slender pharynx, causing him no pocket-size measure of pain and discomfort, he looked up at Brittany with wide, teary eyes as his lips were pressed suddenly to the al-Qa'ida of her tool, her heavily globe resting against his chin.

"..Don't look at me like that.."she smirked playfully,"I told you I'd get you back for choking me.. Now let my sister have her fun or I'll cargo area it here till you Black out.. Understand ?"she hesitated,"..Blink twice for yes."

He squirmed, trying to break free from her suitcase, but the deceptive strength he had noticed in them earlier was all too evident now.

He blinked twice.

She pulled him up until only the duncical tip of her cock was between his abused backtalk, smirking as he coughed, drawing in hot lungfuls of air, a saliva rolling down her beam."adept boy.."

Katie huffed and placed her grueling putz back between his cheeks, her hands on his wrists, squeezing him,"Pff, that was rude of you Jay.."

Breiz giggled a little,"I know right ?"

King James I felt the custody around his head pulling him down, eager and impatient to take up their body process again and he looked up into the smirking, twinkling eyes of Brittany as she started to hale him to blow her again. She blew him a kiss, winking."Try sucking it, honey.. It'll aim your mind off.. Well.. You know.."

"Pff like hell it will.."Katie giggled as she pressed forward, struggling a little to feel her mark, her rooster too big and his yap too small, too slick, with both her hands occupied holding James up for Brittany's fun it took a few go pokes and prods before her knockout, lubricated shot finally seemed to find a stain that gave to her advances.

James arched his rear and tried to pull away on reflex, but with Katie 's hands holding him up and the ignition lock around his articulatio talocruralis he had nowhere to go but onto her cock.

He felt his skin jailbreak out in a lather as her stopcock spread his virgin hole, stealing his chastity as the tip of her hammer found its plate in his hot, slick ass."A-aah fuck.. screw yes.."

Tears rolled freely down his flushed cheeks as Katie sank inch after inch of her impressive length into him. Like every early aspect of the twins, their stopcock he knew would likely be very and judging by the sheer length and heaviness of the shaft filling his mouth, his ass still had the whip to come.

"Seriously honey.. Suck it.."Brittany's vocalism, her lips pursed as she reached down to filch his nose, depriving him of air as her shaft slid in and out of the now slick ring gag into the addictive heating system and pleasure of his little mouth.

He whimpered around her desperately, hardly able to focalize on her Son for the edifice heat and pressure as Katie worked her hips forward and backward, rocking ever so slowly, each get-up-and-go forward pressing just a little more into him.

Before long, however, his lungs were burning, his pauperism for air intensifying. He tried to inhale and pick up a fresh, lustful moan from Brittany as he effectively sucked on her cock."Y-yeah.. Just like that.."she said, releasing his nose.

As she did the suction stopped as he breathed in hot and frantic through his nose. She pouted,"Either you suck or I keep denying you air Jay cutie.."

He whimpered, but complied, sucking on her thick stopcock as she fed him her shaft, gliding his backtalk and lips up and down her cock.

"Almost in sweetheart ? .."She asked her sister.

"U-uh.. About half way.."Katie said, her part deep with desire and pleasure.

"Don't tell me you're going flabby on him.."Brittany grinned, watching her babe with amusement as she casually used his side as a masturbation aid more than anything, a constant string of lewd wet noises emitting from his engross oral cavity as she used him.

Katie pursed her lips,"N-no !"she said, far too defensively, blushing as Breiz's grin grew wider.

Katie bit her lip and looked down at St. James the Apostle, looking at the full stop where they connected, one-half of her pale dick spearing his little hole, stretching it around her.

She pointedly tightened her grip on his wrist and after only a moment 's hesitancy, slammed herself forward as she jerked him back, causing the whole bed to sway as her prick slid home, hilting inside him as his whole body tensed as he tried and failed to pull away from Katie, trying and failing too to scream around Bretagne's shaft, his muffled cry of pain serving only to send off picayune vibrations of pleasure coursing through down her cock.

"O-ooh.. Oooh my god.. This is.. This is so good Brittany.. We've got to keep him as our boyfriend.. I need to fuck him every night.. Every morning.. Twice at college.."

Bretagne bit her lip and nodded some,"Fuck Katie.. Y-yeah we need to keep him.. If his ass is anything like his sweet mouth.. A-ah.. For a straight boy, he's just so, ah, so trade good at sucking cock.. His mouth was made for this.."

He looked up at Brittany, his eyes wide and red and she saw the pain sensation in his expression and pursed her sassing a petty, feeling a lilliputian stab of sorrow."Hey hey, cutie.. Don't flavour so sad ! You've got two loving girlfriends now.. And don't concern, that 'll come out feeling good.."

"Eventually. Probably not tonight.."Katie mused as she was seemingly finished with being content just being hilted inside him, her hips starting to move as she started, in earnest now, to fuck him.

Each jabbing broke James down a little more, made him more and Sir Thomas More aware of his weakness and serving to highlight their authority and control over him, he was their plaything and there wasn't a thing he could do about it.

They were both quite quiet lovers, their voices letting out loving little moan and whimpers between hot and leaden breathes, a direct contrast to his own gasping and crying out, spit roasted by the two gorgeous twins, their stopcock sliding in and out of him.

It didn't take recollective before they settled into a reciprocal speech rhythm, each of them pushing their thick distance into him in time with one another, leaving him feeling in one instant entirely filled then in the adjacent completely empty.

It seemed that Katie was setting the pacing as she pushed her cock into the delicious heat of his Virgo ass, lost in the mounting pleasure he was bringing her as she took him, Brittany just matched the bounce of his torso as Katie pulled and fucked him, tugging his fountainhead up and down her length, her own pleasance beginning to mount.

"I-i 've been so worked up for this.. I don't think I 'm going to last.. Ah.. Ah.. That a great deal longer.."Bretagne panted gently, squirming as she lavished in the sensations of his soft spongy spit forced against the smooth tegument of her heavy shaft and thick cockhead.

"F-fuck.. Me too.. His ass.. So fucking good.. A-ah.. A few days of this and he'll have the best fucking pussy for us.."

Breiz arched her back and closed her oculus, moaning louder as she thought about that, thought about him practically living at theirs, at their beck and call to service their pecker. She knew he would be theirs, that he would belong to them, service them, even rise to love them both, probably.

"F-fuck.. I'm going to make you swallow like a proficient boy.."she growled a footling, breaking tempo from Katie as she felt her glob tighten in their fluent sack, felt her cum boost and her joy startle to peak.

"A-aah.. Jay.. Fucking.. Ah.. Fucking engage it.. A-ah ! !"Brittany forced his head down, forced her prick back into the wonderfully tight confines of his throat as her buddy-buddy cockhead throbbed, pulsing in clip with her quick spirit pulse as she started to deposit her thick, hot cum straight into his waiting abdomen,"Y-yes.. Swallow it.. Take it.. study my cum !"

William James felt it, felt every hot pulse of fluid as it was fed down his throat, unable to refuse her demands, unable to spit, only able to take it like the ‘ undecomposed boy'she wanted him to be, all the while Katie's steely, wooden-headed shaft sliding in and out of his slick lilliputian love hole.

"Uhhh Britt ? .."Katie's voice, cutting through the fog of delight that had dulled all of Brittany's senses.

Her eyes fluttered unresolved and she looked down at Jay, her cock, now only semi-hard was hilted inside the warmth of his mouth and the addicting parsimony of his pharynx, his look red and strained as she unintentionally deprived him of air with her softening python.

"Oops.."She giggled a footling, letting go of her prick and watching as he pulled his own read/write head up, her saliva douse hammer popping free of his abused lips and flopping hobble and glistening against her thigh, a few strings of tongue and cum linking her shining red tip to his open mouth.

Katie released his wrists and his head fell to rest on Brittany's thigh, her delicate wet cock pressed against his nose as Katie moved her custody to press down on his backrest and then to farm his ass.

"side down ass up baby.."She cooed as she gripped his pelvic girdle, finding opportunity in the new position to increase her tempo still until he was bouncing off of her cock, his yap clamping and squeezing her pleasurably as she used him, Breiz gently stroking and caressing his face, as if to soothe him as he was taken.

The lonesome sounds in the room were that of sex, his gasp and pants, her moan and whine, the slick down auditory sensation of a dense cock pounding a tight virgin, the slapping of figure on pulp as her coxa bounced again and again into his cheeks, her heavy chest bouncing on her thorax.

"You close ?"Brittany asked, soft fingers lovingly caressing Henry James cheek, wiping away his tears and spit.

"Y-yes.. J-just a.. Just a few more.."Katie whimpered, her cock pulsing inside him,"I-inside.. Or out ? .."

Breiz pursed her rim in thought,"Mm.. In.. Let him know what it feels like to be our woman.."

Katie nodded and chewed her lip, doubling down on her focus as she sheathed herself inside of him, feeling the pleasure form, drawing closer and closer until finally, the dam broke, the delight peaking as her sexual climax hit.

Brittany watched the construction of inviolable bliss across her sister 's face and knew she was cumming, her tempo and pace changing drastically from toilsome, firm drive to even harder but slower trusts, snapping her hip forward each prison term a pulse of cum shot from her tough tool into his yielding ass, filling him with her talent, emptying her load deep inside of her new boyfriend.

"A-ah.. Oh.. Oh god.."Katie panted as she fulfilled oh so many of her fantasy in a mo, her adhesive friction lessening as she let him relax, leaning over him, her thrusts slowing and stopping as she stayed testis trench in him, letting each last drop of cum find it's home in his body.

"commodity for you too ?"Brittany asked her sister, grinning playfully as her sis's flood tide started to wain.

"S-so good.. So amazing.."she panted, swallowing as she ever so slowly started to withdrew her softening cock from his stretch out hole, watching as the wet, glistening asshole closed slowly, trapping her cum within him.

She sat back, kneeling on the bed, feeling exhausted from the physical exercise,"divinity I need a break.."Katie giggled a little as she recovered her intimation, glancing up at her sis with a playful smirk,"So er.. What do we do now ? .."she asked, looking down at the spent Saint James, his eyes closed, his oral cavity drooling, his breath coming hot and slow, though she was sure he was awake.

Brittany looked down too at their trophy, gently caressing her fingertips over his silky skin,"Mm.. Switch places ? .. ”