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Before I could turn around Rachel came bounding up the stairs and we both ran to the store room where the telescope was waiting. It took a few seconds to get it re-positioned for what we really wanted to see, as we always left it pointing to the rising moon in case Dad or Mom checked it out. Rachel is my seventeen-year-old twin sister and I am Cathy. Although we are identical twins, Mom and Dad decided to raise us as individuals, so we didn’t have rhyming names nor were we dressed alike. Ray, on the other hand, is our next-door neighbor, he is probably about thirty, looks like any other Greek god. I say our next-door neighbor, but his house is actually about one hundred yards away from ours. We all live on five-acre lots. Ray has this neat collection of really old antique cars. When I say really old, I mean like in the nineteen twenties and thirties era. He has this old fire truck that looks like it is brand-new. He loves to take it to shows and parades, and anytime someone in the neighborhood has a party with some kids around, he takes the fire truck to the party and gives the kids rides Since we live on an un-paved road, it gets dusty and he washes and waxes it fairly often, especially before a parade or show. Today is one of those days. Okay, so by now you are thinking, ‘so what’s the big deal about watching someone wash an old fire truck.’ Let me back up a couple of years and explain how we became fascinated with watching Ray wash his fire truck. Well, for that matter we loved watching him wash and wax all his old cars. It all started in the spring, as I said, a couple of years ago. At that time, we were fifteen. One day we were sorting through some old school stuff that Mom said we had to pare down as it was taking up too much room. Rachel and I started the task and were feeling a bit sad to see some of our valuable things going into the trash can, but then there was a lot of stuff that even we knew was silly to keep around. Suddenly Rachel jabbed me in the ribs and said, “Cathy, look out the window!” I figured a turtle or some animal was moving across the yard toward the pond that separated our place from Ray’s. But no! There was Ray hosing down the fire truck in preparation to washing it. The thing that had Rachel so excited was he was completely naked. As I did a double take and drew a sharp breath, I could see that he had thought it out blowjob pretty carefully. First, he parked his big pickup between a bushy row of shrubs and the side of the garage where he stored the old cars. With the tall row reality of trees he had planted a few years earlier between our two places, and being behind his house, no one could see him from the road nor from our house --- he thought. However; from our second floor store room we had a clear sight into his back yard and could clearly see him at work. At first, I thought perhaps he was simply wearing some light-colored swimming trunks, but when he turned in our direction, it was obvious that he was completely naked! I could actually see his thing hanging down between his legs. Ray continued to wash the truck, taking care to get it sparkling clean, then he proceeded to wax it as well. Finally, he put it back in amateur the garage and we thought our excitement for the day was over, but then he drove another old car out and proceeded to wash and wax it as well. All in all, he did three cars, finishing just before lunch time. We watched in fascination as Ray went about his work, blissfully unaware that two horny girls were watching closely, or at least as closely as we could from that distance. 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