It was Alex and Jenna Davis' 18th birthday. The twins shared a last name, a birthday, and basically nothing else. They looked nothing alike, shared no interests, and to be perfectly honest about it, had no real use for each other. It wasn't that either one really wanted to hurt the other, it was mostly just a mutual disdain.
Jenna was a tall, rather statuesque blonde girl. She was almost 5'10". Her hair really was naturally blonde and she wore it long and straight, reaching about halfway down her back.
Alex was a tiny boy. He always claimed he was 5'1, but in reality he was barely 5 feet tall. Alex had always been sickly as a child. The doctor said that he had some sort of kidney disorder. Alex remembered them comparing him to some actor he had never heard of named Gary Coleman. Perhaps being a twin had caused the condition, perhaps not. The cause really didn't matter to Alex anyway, the result was the same. Alex was healthy enough now, but he would always be very small.
The Davis family was a devoutly religious one. Fundamentalist Baptists, Roger and Debbie Davis had decided to home school the twins as soon as they were born. The twins had never actually been to a school, so most of the people they met were through their church.
Roger Davis was a big man. He was well over 6 feet tall and 220 pounds of solid muscle. One might have expected that Roger would be ashamed of his tiny son, but nothing could have been further from the truth. The man was absolutely devoted to Alex.
It was education that mattered most to Roger. A high school dropout himself, Mr. Davis was a construction worker who had to travel to wherever the jobs were. As a matter of fact, he would have to miss the twins' birthday, since he was on a job in Kentucky and would have no chance to get home. Alex might not be big or athletic, but he was very bright. Roger desperately wanted the boy to become a college graduate and not have to travel the country the way he did.
Debbie Davis was a housewife. She raised the children and kept the home the way a good Christian woman should. Debbie was average height, 5'6" or so. She wasn't petite, but she was certainly an attractive woman of 38. No one would ever call Debbie Davis thin, but she was curvy. She wore a 38D bra, and her hips finished her hourglass shape. Her hair was very dark, almost black, and she kept it about shoulder length.
Roger and Debbie had been married when Debbie was 18. Roger was a couple of years older and had already left school. Already working in construction, he made good money for a young man. The young couple decided that they could afford to start a family, and two years later the twins were born. Alex's medical problems, however, had been expensive and time consuming, so Debbie and Roger had never had any more children.
The years had passed rather happily, Roger would be away on business more than half of the time, but the money he made supported the family very well. The Davises were very active in their church, and while they didn't socialize much outside that group, within the church they had a number of close friends.
It wasn't until a year ago, that any real problems had arisen, and even these new ones were subtle. The twins were reaching college age, and Roger was getting more and more excited by the thought of his children going off to school. It was all he could talk about. He was happy that both children would go to college, but it was Alex that he talked about most.
Debbie was starting to resent her son. She had never blamed him for the fact that she had no more children, that was an act of God. But she was angry that her husband was so focused on Alex, that he hardly paid any attention to her. After all, she kept the house, fed and schooled the kids, and maintained their place in the church while Roger was gone. Debbie knew that in a good Christian home the man was the absolute leader of the family, and she accepted that. In fact, Debbie was honestly embarrassed by her angry feelings, but she couldn't seem to get rid of them.
On the other hand, if Debbie had just started to resent Alex, Jenna had resented him as far back as she could remember. Early on, the little shrimp had needed all her parents' time, and Jenna had felt ignored. Later, as the twins had grown, her parents had made it very clear that men were the leaders of the world and that Alex's future was the priority of the family. Oh Jenna would certainly be taken care of, but the girl needed to understand the difference between a man and a woman's place in society.
As Jenna felt more and more ignored by her family, she came to rely on her friends for companionship. There were four girls and Jenna who had become almost inseparable.
Renee Harris was a month older than Jenna. She was only about 5'3", with red hair and freckles. Of the 5 girls in the clique, Renee was the only one who wasn't home schooled. It wasn't that her parents hadn't wanted to, but Renee was the second of 6 children, and the Harrises both had to work to support the family.
Ginny Mason was almost 19. She was as tall and as blonde as Jenna, and the two girls were frequently mistaken for sisters. Ginny, however, was an only child. She had actually completed her schooling already, but her parents didn't believe in sending girls to college, so Ginny worked at Wal-Mart and lived at home. Her parents insisted that she would not move out until she was married. Their daughter would remain pure until her wedding night.
Mary Lake was the quietest one of the group. Painfully shy, Mary mostly just followed the other girls around. She was a couple of inches shorter than Ginny and Jenna, with curvy brown hair. Mary had a pretty face, but she was a little on the heavy side. The boys, of course, were always staring at Mary, and this added to her shyness. Her breasts were huge, Mary wore a 40DD bra and that barely fit. She had a little bit of a tummy and a rather large ass, but none of the boys ever looked below her boobs, so it didn't really matter. Mary was the wealthiest of the group. Her dad was a doctor, and her mother was always shopping for clothes and jewelry. The best thing about that was that Mary's mother looked just like her daughter and Mary would be allowed to borrow her mom's clothes from time to time. Mary was the older of two children, with a 14-year-old sister named Patty.
Jenna's absolute best friend was Amy Timmons. Jenna and Amy had always been neighbors and they had been together since they could crawl. In fact, Amy was only 5 days older than Jenna, so they frequently had actually had joint birthday parties. The two girls shared everything. Anything one had, the other was free to use. Of course, the one thing they didn't share was clothes. This was simply because Amy was the smallest girl in the group. It wasn't just that Amy was short, which at 5'2" she certainly was. It was mostly that Amy barely weighed 90 pounds. Amy wasn't anorexic or unhealthy, she was just skinny. Her mother insisted that she wore a bra, but the 32A wasn't really necessary.
Alex, on the other hand, had very few friends. Because of his size and lack of athletic ability, Alex had never really fit in with the other boys. For any game, he would be the last one chosen, so he mostly just tried to avoid the other kids. In fact, Alex's only real friend was Renee's older brother Mike. Mike was 20, and the absolute opposite of Alex. Mike was tall, and athletic and one of the most popular kids in the neighborhood. He had of course finished school a couple of years ago, but Mike attended the local Community College and still lived at home. Alex had always helped Mike with his homework, and the two boys talked about almost everything.
