That man." I told her pushing her to the stairs.She stopped before the first step, "But mummy said I was never to tell anyone about that!"I nodded my ...ead, "Because she didn't want to get into trouble. I wouldn't worry about that now Wendy - you're with me now, not them."She smiled, "Thanks . . . daddy, goodnight."I kept smiling until I heard her door shut and then my face dropped. Having to undress in front of both of them Inspections by him, what had they been doing to my daughter? These. Bob just knew that she could charm the socks off any prospective male buyer. She stood 5'4" with gorgeous legs and a 38DD-26-38 figure. Her reddish brown hair framed a beautiful face and hazel eyes. So far Bob had been unable to interest Christine in changing careers.Bob continued, "Listen, I have an opportunity for you and I think you'll like it." You want me to show a house," guessed Christine."Yes, but before you give me your answer hear me out," said Bob."OK," said the tired wife.Bob. Rip-off-able.But this wasn't see-through or flimsy. It was black and white, and made of heavy, pleated cotton cloth.Reminiscent of an old-style nun's habit!Oh, help me, Jesus!There was, thank you, no wimple. Alice's gown was white-collared, had long black-sleeves, and was choir-robe thick.However, it was so brief at the bottom that it scarcely covered her sex. It was a symphony of black and white above, but with Alice's long, long legs, fully exposed to view below.She waited for my. His duplicate laughed. "Yeah I guess you're right, but that just got me thinking... What if this whole cloning thing isn't permanent? What if this only last a short while? Or what if it is permanent? How will we share things like dates, and family members and stuff?" George's duplicate asked.George thought to himself for a few moments. "Well, if its permanent, then I guess we'll just have to live with it and find a way. And if it's not, then I guess we won't have to worry about it... And as far.