Someone I'm Not

Someone I'm Not

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Don't you ever just wish you had a twin? Just think of all the humiliation you could cause, and all the confusion you could joke about. For Ella and Andrea Montgomrey, being twins has had its ups and downs. In this horrifying and jaw-dropping, love between friends is tested, lines are crossed, bonds are broken , and a horrible crime is committed. All Rights Reserved.
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After many years, Jess meets up with her old best friend, Argo. There's only one problem. Her best friend's sister, Alice, who she can't stand, tagged along. They have never gotten along but this time, something is different. And Jess is about to find out that love, sex and desire comes in all the wrong places. ~ Jess is hot, brooding, loyal and protective. Her tall and slender frame, dark hair, light blue eyes and painful look would make anyone's body hurt. ~ Alice is quiet and painfully shy. Her perfectly smooth and tight body, tan skin and green eyes capture everyone's attention. But her anxiety causes her to put up walls anytime someone gets close. She usually comes across as mean, but the truth is she just wants to be held. --- She made her way over and bent across me to grab her things. Her face was just a few inches away from my chest as she leaned over to grab her clothes. I looked down at her and felt my eyes close briefly as a bit of her breath passed across my chest on her way down. My abs tightened. She finished getting her things and made her way back into the bathroom and shut the door. I sat down on my bed and grabbed a shirt and my lucky bandanna and put it on. I stayed there though. Sitting still. The truth is I couldn't move even if I tried. I felt like if I moved even slightly in any direction something might overcome me. I really liked looking down on her. And I don't think she realized how warm her body was from her shower when she was near me. I shook my head. This is crazy. She's just collateral damage since I haven't gotten laid in a while. --- TW: ~Strong Language and Sex~ ~Drug Abuse~ ~Criminal Behavior~

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