"Kate was here."Kate Crawford was nineteen years old, raven-haired, pale-skinned (like many Christchurch area natives), and solidly built, but not lac...king in feminine curves. She had a full bosom capped with large, extremely sensitive nipples. She was also a hard-drinking, foul-mouthed, functional alcoholic who was a fixture in most of the waterfront bars down by the docks.Kate worked in her widowed thirty-eight year old mother's seafood shop down in Lyttelton. She, like the fabled Molly. ‘Did it work?’ Josh asked. ‘Easy Josh.’ Said Dr. Edwards. ‘And yes it was a complete success. You are about to make the world a better place.’ Josh put his hand to the back of his shaved head and through the bandages could feel the half inch disc protruding only a centimeter. Josh then looked to the right and saw himself an exact copy, well not a copy, it was in fact his original body, the body he was in now was the clone. The only unfortunate thing of the whole experiment was that his cloned. I tried to get her to promise to keep her cherry for someone really special, someone closer to her own age.She began spending more time down at the old swimming hole, about a quarter mile from the house. Some of her friends would come over mid-morning and return in late afternoon, changing back into dry clothes, and goofing off in her room until dinnertime.This went on for much of the summer. My days were spent half-heartedly fending off Candy, while my nights were spent feeding the lust-filled. It no longer frightened her. Rick's temper did frighten her. Kristina instinctively rubbed her cheek against the boy's hardness and heard a sharp intake of breath. Yes, that pleased him. Good. Do anything to distract him. Maybe I can play with his penis Kristina thought. She brought her right hand up and began to gently caress his prick through his pants."Did I tell you to do that?" Uh, no." Kristina was instantly on alert. She'd done something wrong. Don't upset him again."If I wanted you to.