Date: Wed, 28 Sep 2005 08:11:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: Boy Trainer <mndad1@yahoo.com>
Subject: Four Play  (Bisexual incest)

Emily Patterson handed her fluffy and very expensive
fur coat to the stage hand. The young man respectfully
took the coat and flopping the heavy thing over his
arm he carried it over to the coat rack.

Emily sat daintily in her canvas folding chair even
though she wasn't quite as sophisticated as a woman
born into wealth would have been, but she tried to do
her best to mask her more casual breeding.

She lit her cigarette and while waiting for the
director to enter the set she watched her four
children get ready for the shoot. All four of her
fifteen-year-old kids looked very much alike with the
exception of them being of two sexes. The two boys and
two girls would better be described as two sets of
twins rather than one set of quadruplets.

Each of the kids had dark brown hair with large curls
although the girls hair was down to the middle of
their backs. They each had beautiful blue eyes even
though their brownish tinted skin betrayed their
distant Mexican heritage.

They each had high cheek bones and narrow chins
framing their full lips. This caused even the boys to
look more feminine than boys their age should look.

She watched the kids mumble to themselves as they
tried to make one more attempt to memorize their
lines. Emily marveled over the attentiveness of their
costumes. Andy was dressed in a dirty and torn
confederate uniform and Brandon was dressed as a well
pressed and clean blue union officer's.

The girls Cathy and Darlene each had on full ruffled
dresses complete with bustles and corsets. Cathy was
playing the proper southern bell while Darlene played
the sophisticated Baltimore debutant. They both looked
so beautiful Emily actually shed a tear as she looked
on.

The director Mark Walsh came into the large darkened
set holding his framing glass in one hand and his
laser pointer in the other. "Quiet on the set!" He
barked in his full stride.

As the children took their places in southern mansion
parlor set Mark sat next to Emily and gave her a
smile. "Roll camera... Action!"

Andrew drew close to Brandon with a determined look on
his face while the girls also headed for each other.
"Dear brother." He said forming a smile and hugging
Brandon. "I let us reunite our torn family never to be
divided again."

"Yes." Cathy agreed taking Darlene in her arms. "We
must never take any other sides than the side of our
wonderful family again."

"I'll do one better." Brandon said boldly. "Let us
never even let other family names deflower ours."

"You mean we can never marry?" Gasped Darlene.

"Not unless our reunited country will now allow
brothers and sisters to wed."

"Or brothers and brothers and sisters and sisters."
Andrew giggled.

"Yes for we are one again and we must consummate that
RE-union." Brandon huffed and forcefully locked Andrew
in a very passionate kiss as the girls did the same.

"Cut!" Mark spoke. "We'll just go right to the bedroom
scene now and forget about getting each other
undressed. That would be to clumsy with these
complicated costumes, so go ahead and strip."

As the kids started removing their clothing Mark
turned to Emily. "The girls don't have stretch marks
do they?"

"Oh no we made sure that wouldn't happen. You can't
even tell they both just gave birth to their second
set of twins each. They just look like normal fifteen
year olds."

"Good cause the camera don't like stretch marks and
neither do the men beating off to this shit."

"Oh I'm sure."