Check out the backyard

Stephanie looks a bit disappointed when you leave her behind to check out the backyard, supposedly it's huge and you want to check it out. You walk out of the room and just as you reach the door to the outside you almost bump into a guy. You look up and see your old childhood friend David.

“Hi John, I haven't seen you in a while," says David.

"Hi David, I didn't knew you would be here," you say greeting your childhood friend.

David's family used to live next door to yours before you moved into your new house six years ago. He used to be one of your closest friends when you grew up. You don't hang out as much anymore, but he is still a good friend. You were always more into sport than he was and he is a bit of a computer nerd. He's quite slender and looks a bit boyish and he's quite popular with the girls and with the boys according to some rumors. This however is not his usual crowd.

"You mean what is a nerd like me doing at a party for the cool kids?" He says with a smile.

"Exactly," you say smiling back at him.

"I know Stephanie from online so...but I'm actually on my way again. Are you seeing anyone by the way?" David asks.

"No, I'm single."

"Good, do you know who the Fisher twins are?"

"No, not really."

"Okay, so they are about our age and dropped out of school last year and they are hot. I met them online and they just called me and want to hook up, you know like right now. They are two horny sluts and I think it's pretty much a guaranteed thing. Oh and did I mentioned that they are twins. They want me to bring a hot friend and I was just going to call a friend, but I think you fit the description better... So what do you say you want to come?" David tells you, he is giving you an opportunity to hook up with a hot twin. That is if you can trust David’s word about their appearance.

"So where are they now?" you ask.

"They were at this party, but got thrown out for some reason. Amber was a bit vague about the details other than it was totally not their fault," David says sounding like he's not really believing their innocence, "which works out great for us.”

"So basically we're their back-up plan," you say.

"Yeah, pretty much."

"So what's the plan, I mean if decide to come?" you ask still thinking about his proposition.

"They just wanted to hang out and drink some more **** and smoke some weed. I was thinking of taking them back to my place, but I don't think that my parents would like if we were partying in my room. Don't you live in a pool house? We could take them there, I don't really want to bring them back here, I mean why increase the competition? So John, where should we take them?"