have a slightly crooked grin. Seth’s is perfectly straight.” “Oh, I should have known you’d find a physical flaw in me that perfect Seth, my identical twin doesn’t share.” “It’s not a flaw, necessarily. Some people might find a slightly crooked smile to be attractive,” I told him honestly. “Do you find it attractive?” He grinned at me. “There it is now.” I pointed at his mouth, trying to avoid answering his question. He took my silence about it as an affirmation and started chanting and dancing around the room, “Abby thinks my crooked smile is hot. H-O-T. Hot.” The last word was whispered in extremely close proximity to my ear, and it sent a chill down my spine. I forced myself to glare in his direction and say, “You’re such a child.” Despite my words, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him. When I looked at him, all I could think of was mounting him and riding him to completion. My mouth fell open as I visualized myself climbing on top of him and taking his thick cock deep inside me. I knew his dick was huge because I had felt it pressing urgently into my back in the restroom at the museum. Besides, he was sure to be impressively hung, since Seth was. Realization dawned on me then that I technically knew what Sam looked like naked. The mental image surfaced and made me damp. Sam’s eyes travelled to my mouth and stayed there as I nervously licked my lips. We stood there, eyes locked, for several seconds. I hoped that he couldn’t sense the horny turn that my thoughts had taken, even though he had to feel the sexual tension that was zinging between us. Finally, he spoke. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you.” Then he turned and darted outside. I leaned back against the wall and released the breath that I didn’t realize I had been holding. What the hell is wrong with me? I wondered, placing a cool hand on my forehead. I have finally found a handsome, sweet, wonderful man, and I have the hots for his pig of a brother.