This isn’t the Philippines

“Dad!” I yelled and he just sighed a growl seeing this isn’t my first time complaining.

My name is Alexandra. Stupid enough I have a twin brother Alexander. I question everyday if I woke up to the damn 14th century. Even though my parents seem to live it.
I live in a fucking castle. A castle! What teenager lives in a castle with a dungeon, pillars, knights in armor, sword displays, even brick ovens! I burn every meal I make. My only freedom from the past is my room, my brothers or our vacations which is always to the Philippines. I have a boyfriend over there.
Anyway, description time. My brother and I are both 17. Both with blond hair and both with blue eyes. Our father is sort of a greedy man and only wants the best so, using science, he fount the right woman that would give him the best kids. In words, genetic engineering. He fount the right woman’s DNA to make us beautiful and smart, the only surprise was twins. Of course this is a secret. Family name scarred and whatever would happen if this got out, especially since my dad is a aristocrat who lives in the 14th century. If it was known he used science to have us he’d shame his own name.
Father has black hair, apparently we got ours from our unknown mother, and he has blue eyes. He’s about 33. Yeah, he genetically engineered us when he was 16. I think he was the only boy virgin to have kids. Surprising enough he still looks young too, about 10 years younger than he actually is. If only he’d live in his time.

“What?” he asks hauling up a suit case and handing it to the host.

“This isn’t the Philippines!” I accused, “I wanted to see Rafael.”

“I thought you’d be sick of the Philippines by now.” he countered, “And aren’t you going out with Will.”

“No” I lied. Truth is, Will is my American boyfriend and Rafael my Philippines’. I could care less if it’s wrong, my brother does the same thing. What? Are you going to blame teenagers for liking sex?!

“I thought we’d try something different. It’s still on an island.”

“But this isn’t the Philippines.”

“Stop whining” Alex says getting out the car and helping unload the bags, “You can find someone else to fuck with.” he sneers and I [.punch him quickly on the back making him wince. He always has some smart shit to say back… even though he is always right.

“Don’t even start it.” Mom says getting out the car with the help of one of the hosts.
Mom is a brunette with brown eyes. A beautiful woman. Only the best for dad.
She’s obviously not our biological mother but we’re suppose to see to her as it. It gives her bragging rights whenever we win something.

‘Oh my children…’, ‘Ah, I can’t forget those wonder days of labor…’, and all that other fake shit. She didn’t want to get pregnant because she was scared it’ll ruin her figure. She’s too lazy to work out or play sports so she diet her entire life. I doubt the women ever had a hamburger. I really hate her.

“Oh, come on Alex. I’ve been here before and they’re a lot of cute Samoan boys around here if you’d look.” she tries to assure me.

“Things have changed since the 14th century lady.” I snorted and Alex hit me upside the head. He doesn’t like her either, but he knows that dad don’t like when we treat her like shit. I could already feel his glare digging into my back. “Sorry Ma” I apologized.

“It’s alright. Y’all go on to the beach. We’ll check in.” she says and I know it’s not going to be alright. I’m pretty sure she’s going to do some stupid shit to get me in trouble. With hope she’d get him to take me home.


Alex left me pretty quick when we reached the beach. I followed him with my eyes and saw him moving to the volleyball court where guys and girls were playing. I’m sure he’s going to watch the girls bounce and at the end take one back to the hotel. This place doesn’t have the usual tower hotels, they’re more like mixtures of hotels and inns. But dad was able to pay for us to get our own rooms. We have about a third of the top floor to ourselves.
I would usually have followed him, but there was mostly girls over there anyway and not that they can show me up, it’s just they have a home field advantage.

I decided to do what I always do. Get a small sun tan while looking hot and just wait for someone to come to me. Reject the uglies and accept the beauties. Whoever hottest wins.

Does that sound fair to anyone else but me?


I set myself up, placing my towel down in the middle of the beach. Setting myself in the right angle where I guess were the cutest Samoan boys and laid down. My breasts high in the air and thighs flashing. It only took two minutes for the first boy to come up to me and did… I… score!

He caught me by surprise because I was facing away from him, but when I saw him my heart skipped a beat. Totally not what I was expecting from this stray island.

The guy was light brown, tall, about 6’4. He had nice green eyes, long black hair that I know can reach down to his shoulders (currently in ponytail), kissable lips and a nice hot tattoo on the side of his face.

His body almost crushed my heart as well. Fuck Will and Rafeal, this guy was just gorgeous. A hot set of surfer abs, nice even pecs, broad shoulders, muscle arms with the tattoos from his face trailing down his neck to his arm and just by looking, baby smooth skin.
And oh my God the best part. His swim trunks are way too small for him and his package is large and throbbing (Hopefully for me). But I’ve been around boys like this all the time.