I'm talking about her sexuality, here. It wasn't just the question of with whom she was currently sleeping: So far, at least, that would be just me. W...'d had an exclusive going since her recent spectacular parting of the ways with her Old College Boyfriend, "Hal."Now, that had been a traumatic experience -- especially for me. That guy's relationship with Tess, and my runaway jealousy about it, had almost led to the end of our partnership.But I had won out over The Other Guy, and now he was. After a moment, a nude woman stepped out of the tank, and walked toward her. “Stop,” Miranda said when it was a few feet away. The woman stopped obediently, standing still and blank-faced.Miranda came closer, inspecting the doll with pride. The woman was her splitting image! Other than their clothes, they were identical in every way. Grown from her own genetic material, and altered to match her appearance exactly, there would be no way for anyone to distinguish between the two of them without. " "What?" What the fuck was this chick saying? "You heard me." She stood up, stacking the plates and taking them over to the counter. I turned to watch her move from the table across the kitchen, her body lush and seemingly hypnotic in the way she swayed her hips. I shook my head hard to come back to reality. I'm gay, I'm gay, I'm gay. I was chanting the words in my head, the erection in my pants clearly oblivious to my mantra. "I know you're gay, Brian. No need to chant it, sweetie." "Huh?. He didn’t think he could last much longer; he may have only been inside her for a few minutes, but Andrew had that erection, on and off, all day. Both with the excitement of having her later and perving on her in that tight skirt.As Anne turned around, Andrew was already out of his pants and had his shirt unbuttoned.Anne looked at his hard cock. It wasn’t big, maybe six inches and was quite hairy. But it wasn’t a cock that Anne saw. It was the prospect of career progression.Smiling, she lifted.