Before he knew it, he found himself on his feet and walking to the elevator. 3rd floor. Trembling hands. The elevator pinged and Jon made his way down...the corridor, the route that the arrows pointed. He came across 325, emblazoned in gold lettering, and felt his stomach lurching. With the uncontrollable shaking of adrenaline coursing through his body he raised his hand and knocked uncertainly, then aggressively. The door opened and Jon walked inside the dimly lit room. As soon as he was. .. everyone, without exception, had an unclothed replica which walked beside them, never speaking, just tending their material mate.And the mysterious replicas seemed as invisible to each other as they were to their (owners? mates? prototypes?); at one point, the flower deliveryman's doppelganger had bumped into the day-shift nurse's, and then both shades continued on their way undaunted. Though the (real, solid) nurse had looked pointedly at the deliveryman a half-second after it happened .... ” “Aaaahhhh” “Ooohhhh fuck yessssss” "Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh. Gggguuuuhhhhh” Carol was gurgling as I gushed into her mouth. Afraid of drowning my sister I pulled away from her mouth and sprayed her neck, breast, chest and stomach. As I was showering me sister with cum I heard the ‘snick’ of the door to the bathroom that we share with our brother. Was our brother watching? And how are we going to explain the wet bed. Well that can wait until morning for right now I licked my sister clean of my. ” She said, quickly plumping herself down next to me.She put her arms around me and pulled me close to her, bringing my head down on her big soft bosom. Her fingers stroked my head and snaked through my neat, thick afro. As I felt her tender warmth I knew that I was going to open up to her despite the delicacy of my troubles. We’d always been close, and since I’d been living here with her over the past six months, waiting for my USA visa to go and join my parents who had migrated there on a.