I brought you inside and gave you a bath, too.”Jolene grinned. “Thanks.”Then she jerked her head around, wildly searching as she remembered…�...Those men!” Jolene cried out. “They tried to kill me!”“They’re gone, ” Béla said, her voice still soft. “They won’t hurt you anymore.”“But… but, ” Jolene tried to say, “What happened to those men? I saw one… explode!”“I saved your life, ” Béla told her, raising one hand to smooth back a lock of Jolene’s dark hair and gazing into her sister’s almond eyes.. David, he, and my DNA only differ by ten-thousandth of a percent,” the woman said. “We are both XX, but she developed to be a boy. The doctors told us that she was sterile.”“Our parents only made it through the fifth grade. Both only had so far up the career ladder they could reach, so life was hard. Our being twins had us sharing a room. We became a large family in a small house. They redid part of the house, and our bedroom had one full-sized bed and a four-drawer dresser. When we hit puberty. I opened the database,gave my private password and, faking surprise, I came with the resultthat the donor was the great leader herself. Of course she immediatelyrealized what I had done, but she could not disclose that since myvictory would be even greater if everybody realized I had played her asa fool to that point.As most professional politicians of that time she had delayed her firstpregnancy and was still childless. The slave's child was then herfirstborn and, worse, it was a daughter (so,. Wrapping my arms around her waist, our breasts pressed together. I began swaying back and forth looking into her eyes. I told her a couple of my ground rules regarding how to address me along with I don't do pain, but I will punish her with other means if she disobeys. She agreed, nodding her head while confirming with the required, 'yes, ma'am.'I turned her around, her back to the bed, gently pushing so she lay, legs straddling it. I told her to scoot up to the pillows and get comfy. I watched.