Gorgeous

I slept with twins once, Caleb and Callum, they were nice boys.

Identical they are, only their mother can tell them apart.

There was certainly a sense of deja vu about the whole thing,

as I am guessing you can well imagine.

We were a 'thing' there for a time, the three of us,

but only for a short time, it's not really socially acceptable,

you know, brothers and all. But it was fun while it lasted.

And they were truely twins in every sense of the word,

you know, just in case you were wondering.

Nice guys, uninhibited, as I assume you have guessed.

And the best thing was that I was the centre of attention,

which I didn't mind, not one little bit.

I miss them, they were lovely. Full of puppy energy, 

20 something year olds, the three of us. 

There was no stopping us once we got going.

Remember those days? Blush. Those boys were fun.

It was a fantasy, in the middle of which I suddenly found myself.

I remember thinking at one dance party once, when all of our E's were kicking in, and Caleb took one hand, and Callum took the other hand, and they led me onto the hot and sweaty, heaving dance floor, how the hell did I end up in this? I mean, I liked it, and all, it was far too much fun, and there I was, with two identical guys who only had eyes for me. (behind my hand whispering) and each other. Kind of. With encouragement.

It was? I mean? Hard to put into words. It was, I imagine, what it would feel like to be picked up by a tornado, spun around and then deposited back down some place, still spinning. It really was.

We went to dance parties in our undies. We drove down to Wye River for the weekends. We flew to Sydney for Mardi Gras. We went drinking at the pub and played pool until late. We went on picnics. We went to carnival. We bought puppies. We holidayed on the Greek Islands and hung out naked on the beaches. We videoed ourselves doing it.

Guys admired us. Wanted to be us. Asked endless questions about how it worked. Of course, there were people who didn’t approve, of course there were. Some people were even hostile, but they were in the minority and we just avoided those types as best we could.

I could even tell them apart in the end. Callum had a certain spark in his eye. Callum’s smile was different.

It was the best 3 years of my life.