A surprise for Cassidy
It was one of those rare days where I had the entire house to myself, Dad was out at golf, and Mom had to take my younger twin brothers, Jake and James, to their soccer semi-finals, which meant that she would have to stay and watch. It also meant that I had the best part of two hours to do whatever I wanted. I should probably introduce myself, Cassidy, 17 and drop dead gorgeous, with short, slightly wavy brown hair, blue eyes, and, if I do say so myself, a graceful neck leading to a more than adequate c cup that really accentuated my face, when guys bothered to raise their eyes. Oh and did I mention I was modest as well. Guys. That was the current problem. If I had a boyfriend we would …