Tammy toweled off and padded into the living room. She took a slice of pizza out of the carton and then took the rest into the kitchen, placing it in the oven. She sat down at the table and munched away, happily satisfied arid refreshed.

Out of the corner of her eye, Tammy noticed a slight movement. As she turned her head, she heard him say with a laugh, "How interesting! A naked lady in my kitchen, eating pizza!"

Tammy was thoroughly shocked. She couldn't believe it, but there was Jim in the doorway. He was dry as a bone and completely dressed, holding a briefcase.

"Jim?" she asked with a mouthful of pizza. The man looked at her quizzically. He made no attempt to take his eyes off of Tammy's naked breasts, his expression hungry with lust.

"How did you do it?" Tammy said finally, swallowing the pizza down in a gulp.

"Do what?" he asked.

"Get dressed so fast!" she said. "Even your hair is dry!"

He shook his head, his lips curled in a wicked smile. "Not only do I have a naked lady in my kitchen eating pizza, I have a crazy, naked lady in my kitchen eating pizza!"

Tammy was ready to agree. It was impossible that anyone could do what he had done! "I don't understand," she said.

"That makes two of us," he said.

"Two of who?" another voice said from the living room.

Tammy thought for a moment that she had really lost her mind when she saw Jim appear behind the man. She rubbed her eyes and squinted. Then it hit her.

"Twins!" she said.

"This is Tim," Jim said.

"Identical twins!" Tammy whispered. "I thought I was going nuts!"

"Actually not identical," Tim said, walking over and sitting beside Tammy, "Jim's circumcised. I'm not."

"Huh?" Tammy asked.

"Only way my mother could tell us apart," Tim said. "But it was pretty embarrassing for a while having to stick my dick out to prove who I was!"

Tammy trilled out a laugh. "Why don't you prove who you are right now?"