Think about it

Charlie was hot.

Despite Ethan's desire to deny it, it was true, and it was something he had thought for longer than he was willing to admit.

Glancing over at her, he let the illusion fade, if only to relieve the pressure on his psyche.

Charlie's stacked. {if Alex =true}She looks bigger than her sister, her slightly trimmer frame definitely making them pop more, but even accounting for that they seemed fuller.{endif} Heather was bigger, certainly, but Charlie has both size and shape, the latter Heather admittedly didn't have. Comparing her to Layla, the biggest set Ethan could readily think of was definitely not a fair comparison.

Through her sweat-stained shirt, Ethan could see the clear outline of her bra. It was pink, cute, and did some marvelous work making her cleavage look enthralling. Or maybe that's just what her cleavage looked like.

But Charlie was more than just a killer set of tits. Her face was beautiful. Despite not having a single article of make-up on, she was bewitching, possessing an impossible elegance few could match. {if Alex =true}Alex came to mind, almost certainly being more beautiful, but it was close.{endif}{if Ashley =true}Ashley did, of course, being that they looked the same, but Ethan felt slightly different about her{if Ashley Sex =true}, despite having carnal relations with the more girly sister{endif}{endif}.

There was something else at play. Something Ethan would need to think about a bit more.

For now, the Illusion needed to return.

Blinking rapidly, Ethan lied to himself again, dismissing Charlie the best he could.