"They will arrive shortly."A few minutes later the other Claras arrived. They were wearing what appeared to be white bathrobes. Clearly there was noth...ing underneath. They set the strap-ons down on the table, and then they walked over to the bed where Clara was sitting."We are here to serve," the copies said at once.Clara smiled. They sounded just like her. This was too perfect."Take off your robes," Clara said.The robes slid to the floor, and three exact copies of Clara's petite body stood. “Listen, the girls have already told me they sometimes play together.” She snorted at his expression. “Oh, don’t look so amazed. Lots of girls experiment. Your daughters have kissed and touched a little already. So did Rhonda and me.”Jack’s jaw dropped. “You and Rhonda! Oh my God!”“You didn’t know? That’s so funny! She never told you? We were inseparable in high school!”“I had no idea!” He gave her a curious look. “So, what sort of things, uh, did you two do?”“Wouldn’t you like to know! You’ll. Sara closed her eyes and parted her lips oh so sexily, her chest heaving as she panted.I felt more a man than I had for ages. Potent. Powerful. Decisive."Take off your suit," I commanded tersely. Her eyes flew open and I held them unblinking with mine, not allowing for any silliness. She reached hesitantly behind her back and pulled the strings tying her bra.The straps fell away and she held the cups in place for a moment as she searched my eyes. I met her gaze evenly and waited. She hesitated. She parks up and pulls off her helmet; long black hair falls down her back. Her deep brown eyes survey the exterior of her bar ‘The Turquoise Horse’; she is the Queen of ‘Sake Square’ and the owner of this late-night den of iniquity. The weekend was ready to start.It is Max’s birthday, twenty-one today! His friends Jake and Loe promised him a night on the town and told him to meet them at ‘Sake Square’. Neither Max nor his friends had ever ventured to this part of the city before and he was.