Jack of Harts

Okay, how about I take charge here and put this whole thing back on track? We’re talking about Rosalie and Rosalind, and how they grew up and how they changed me. No, random person in the back, it was NOT by telling me that I’m the father. I’m talking about Julie and Alex. You know. Taylor and Jennifer. T&J. Worlds’ famous country singers. Best singers out there in my humble opinion. Yes, I’m biased. Sue me. They were friends. Julie, Alex, Rosalie, Rosalind. A bunch of other girls too. They went to the beach every time they could get away with it. So did I, of course. A chance to see girls in bikinis? Check. A safe public space, with proper supervision? Also, check. I was all in for the flirting, and so were all the girls. It was a good life.