Sitting Pretty
Becca Vale
And when her truck got so crammed full that there was only one seat left?
Again, not a problem. Ray-Ray and I have always been close. We can fit. It’s even kinda funny, what with the way he whines about it, acting like a precious little princess when I yank him onto my lap and settle him in for the ride.
And all that wiggling he does once I get him where I want him? Still not a problem.
Well… maybe a little bit of a problem.
One that keeps, uh, “rising up,” so to speak, even after we get home. Like it just can’t forget how well he fit on my lap.
Luckily for me, I find the perfect distraction in the form of some unexpected bonus material mixed into that box of equipment we snagged. Bonus material of the pink-and-lacy variety and a golden opportunity to tease my brother about being such a princess.
Until it kinda stops feeling like a joke and more like it might be the perfect solution to that not-so-little problem I keep having around him.
Because it turns out, my twin looks really fucking pretty in pink…
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