"The Judy told me that you were coming here for a visit but she didn't say you were already here.'
You struggle to come up with a comment on the spur of the moment. "I wanted it to be a surprise?"
"Well it sure is a surprise brother. How the hell is my twin doing these days? I see that you still have that scar we gave each other years ago."
"Yeah still here, We wouldn't be twins with out it?"
Wait, Dad doesn't have a twin brother. You say to yourself.
"You're welcome to the spare bedroom while you're here."
You look about the room and see that it has a generic look of a genderless bedroom. On, what use to be your bed just moments ago, sat an open suitcase. Next to it lay an assortment of pone magazines open to their centerfolds.
"Oh and by the way, if your are going to do THAT in this house this lock doesn’t work." Your twin taps on the door handle. "Try the bathroom, that's where I do IT. But since you have it out how about a COCK-tail before dinner?" Your father unzips his pants exposes his growing "twin".