I could see the depravity under the surface of this divine specimen in front of me. I knew I had found my perfect companion. I placed my finger to her... lips as she started to tell some story or other and willed with every ounce of my being her to stop speaking. I lowered myself to her for a light brushing of our lips and my body reacted instantly. She returned my light kiss with one of her own and our lips parted for a meeting of tongues. As our tongues gently massaged each other in a flurry of. I had born witness to theirkissing and petting in between trips to the kitchen to retrieve theirdrinks and snacks. I had stood aside waiting to see if they neededtheir drinks refilled or anything else as they carressed each otheracting totally oblivious to me.But we all knew it was an act. Designed not to convey inattention butinstead total awareness of my presence and their lack of concern thatI was watching my wife with another man. Nay, not just to disregard mypresence and their lack of. She looked at him. In her line of work, she learned how to read people. ‘Being alone isn’t what you need baby. How ’bout I get in there with you and give you a head job? Your cock wants it.’ She said as she stroked him through his pants. He looked at her, seeing her lips, bright red from the lipstick. Why not? He asked himself. Might as well get one, even if it’s the last one! ‘Sure, okay.’ He said. She smiled and got in the car. ‘It’s twenty for a blowjob. If you want more, that’ll cost. Charles had been formulating a plan as soon as he'd learned of the clones, the thing was they were in fact pseudo-live forms, but they were still alive. From the readings he took and the analysis Ally had done it appeared that they weren't engineered too well and only lived a day at the most and that was pushing it. The only thing he could do right now was to find the lab and destroy it and whatever notes he found, sighing Charles knew of something that would might help, but he was leery to use.