I told him, “It would make them identical nontuplets. All clones of their mother used to pull the embryonic stem cells into their mother’s body to...rebuild it from the inside out. What is altering a few genes? There were three sets of triplets, but one wouldn’t stay like the others. These three groups of girls weren’t ever supposed to meet each other. Things happen, questions get asked, and assumptions get made. Since they aren’t octuplets, then I don’t have to worry about being caught trying to. You live near; below my lair. Accounting to my personal taste You are attractive. Think of yourself as my employee and hobby, something to keep me occupied when I'm not pursuing my profession.My profession?That would be too easy.Later, much later, we will discuss my Profession.You've been coming to my lair for some eighteen months or so, and only now have I allowed you to realise that this isn't voluntary. You've done as I always have you do. You follow me around. You observe my habits, my. "So" I began "How are you? And what can I do to help? You did mention a favour on the 'phone." Oh I'm OK, really." she smiled "But I'm going through a bit of a patch with Duncan." She placed her hand on my thigh."That's your, er, boyfriend?" I checked."Yes" She took a sip of her wine, then continued. "It's not like it was with us. With Duncan, things are more serious. Intense. Anyway, his birthday is coming up, so I thought I'd treat him ? you know ? like I gave you a treat."I smiled,. "Linda, someone’s pulling in," I said, afraid that we were going to get in trouble."I don’t give a fuck. I’m coming," she screamed and slammed down on me. Her pussy gripped my cock hard and she leaned in, almost suffocating me with her large breast, as the car parked."Ooh, ooh, ooh," she continued as the door of the car opened. I saw an elderly lady get out. She obviously heard Linda’s moans and turned to look. She gasped, covering her mouth. "Oh my. Oh my goodness!" she mumbled and walked away.