Just as my parents had. Just as my sister and her husband did. A son and a daughter. They were beautiful, and they were my world. My Mother died in my...43rd year. She was 66. She passed away in her sleep. Peacefully. Finally united again with my Father in a world where the sun never went down, and it was always green.*****I stopped momentarily at the remembered pain. Joy at her release, but pain for those of us left behind. My visitor sat watching me. His expression unreadable. His obdurate. I got up and walked to the waters edge and made my way in the direction my mother went, I was curious and excited that they might be fucking, and I wanted to see.As I went out of view from the rest of the beach I noted he was in the water and just behind me.As the alcove opened-up to reveal a small sandy stretch, with two people lying on it, engaged in full intercourse, he came in behind me, 'Dont let them see you', He whispered into my ear, his cock pushing into my ass and his arms encircling. Get off the table, and come over here to the cloning machine." "You mean you're going to make two of me today?" "Well not exactly, Jordan. I use this machine to graft, or clone a cock to your crotch area, and then a lot of other stuff happens to make it work with all your other body parts. I use the term 'cloning' for lack of a better one."The machine was a large ponderous device that Jordan didn't pretend to be able to understand. Numerous dials and gauges dotted the facing of it. Attached. I asked god .. sang to him ( so that he might get iritated n then give her to me :P :P )... prayed everyday .. just for a chance to be with her ... trust god n all ur prayers n wishes take life ...so one fine day i saw her again...going somewhere with her friends.. so graceful...so ravishing .. so mesmerizing .. ahem errr sorry too many adjectives... was lost in her thoughts for a moment there :P :Pi didnt know what to do .. i stood there again stupefied .. god shes beautiful... she looked at.