Check in on the neighbors

I could hear the party next door through the wall, but just barely (most dorms have pitifully thin walls, but this one was once a hotel - it was built a little better). There was nothing good on TV, and I could sure think of worse ways to spend the evening than at a party with two pretty girls and whoever the twins were. I slapped on some aftershave, checked my hair, and headed on over.

Julie answered my knock. "Hey, you're here!" she said with a smile. "Perfect timing, we need an objective observer."

She led me forcefully into the room where I saw Noel sitting on the couch and two virtually identical blonde girls leaning against the TV stand. They were wearing tight T-shirts and cutoff shorts, and they had that quietly exotic Swedish look about them. Definitely natural blue-eyed blondes. I also noticed a large pitcher with only an inch of orange-juice-and-vodka still in it.

"Matt, this is Pia and Inga," Julie said. "We're having a silly argument and I think you're the one to put it to rest. You won't believe this, but they're fighting over who's sexier. Noel and I keep telling them that they're both equally sexy, but they won't listen. Maybe a man's point of view will help."

I looked from one to the other. Aside from tiny variations made even less noticeable since they had the same makeup and hairstyle, they looked exactly the same (and they were both hot). I said so.

"This isn't working!" Pia said, with a slight accent.

"You have to pick one of us!" Inga insisted. Even their voices were impossible to tell apart.

"Maybe you two should get naked so he can get a better look," Noel giggled from the couch. I got the idea that she was on the couch partly because she'd find it too hard to stand up. The empty cup in her hand was awfully large.

To my astonishment, Pia reached down and whipped off her shirt. "Fine, if that's what it takes," she said, tossing the T-shirt aside. Her softball-sized breasts were barely covered by a sheer white bra through which I could just about see her large, pink nipples.

"No fair!" Inga squealed. Her T-shirt joined Pia's on the floor, and moments later her bra did as well. "There," she said, cupping her breasts in front of me. "Now he'll have to pick me."

"No he won't!" Pia ripped off her bra and slid off her shorts and panties as well, then shook her hair out and leaned over the coffee table with smouldering eyes. "How can you pick her, now?"

Inga wasn't to be outdone. She stripped off her remaining clothes and dropped back into a reclining chair, her hands massaging her own tits. "Go on, tell me this doesn't turn you on," she whispered seductively.

"Um, girls, this is probably going a bit too far..." Julie said nervously.

"Shut up, Julie!" Noel laughed from the couch. "This is probably a dream come true for Matt, here. Don't ruin it for him!"

At that moment, Noel became one of my favorite people in the world.