Letter’s from her twin sister describing daring sexual escapades in exotic locales transport a quiet, reserved woman into her own world of romance and seduction where men lust after her

Except for the fact that we look alike, you couldn’t find two people more different than my twin sister Tracey and me. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been the sensible sister, holding down a nine-to-five job, driving an economy car and making regular payments on my little house in the suburbs. It’s the kind of life I need, and I’m not ashamed to admit it.

Tracy, on the other hand, couldn’t stay put if she tried. After high school she began to travel, picking up odd jobs, having affairs in faraway places and always writing home the most marvelous descriptions of her latest exploits. Never mind... Read More