Do you share your food easily? With whom, and why?

I’ve always been like that.

“I couldn’t find mine so I used yours RJ,” she told me. I looked at it. She left the bathroom.

I stared at my toothbrush. Then dropped it in the garbage can. I grabbed a new one. I was not like Tracy at all however, Tracy and I are close. We are so much alike in our ways that mom said we were twins born apart and attached by the soul. So to Tracy, she loved that, and doing things like that with her brother didn’t bother her a bit.

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“What?” she said. “Dad always told us we were made of the same stuff.”

I yelled after her, “THERE’S NEW BRUSHES IN THE CUPBOARD TRACY!”

“Don’t have anymore,” I told her. She gave me the sad face.

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I don’t. Do not touch the food on my plate, do not take a sip out of my glass, do not sip out of my straw, do not put something off your plate onto mine.

“Give me half of yours,” she said.

“Can I have a gum?” she asked.

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“Yeah, out of your mouth. Where else?”

“WHAT? Are you kidding?” I said to her surprised.

To put a face to my story, Tracy from her college yearbook.

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Once I was chewing gum. Tracy, then seventeen looked at me.

“Out of my mouth?” I asked.

“No I’m not, give me half of yours,” she said.

Why do some people enjoy being dominated?

My older sister Tracy was the opposite. Her twin Lori was more like me, don’t touch my food.