The Lovers Adult Twins
The Lovers. Bronte Chapter OneI am a twin. I am the girl of us. The woman now, I suppose. We are Bronte and Brevet. That’s the kind of shit one gets when your parents are a full bird colonel in the Marines and an English Lit professor for a mother. How many assholes on this earth have made their play for my pussy opening with: “Wow, what a cool name. Is that French or something.” Any simpleton who doesn’t at least know Charlotte Bronte for an author is automatically put in my “totally...