I want to feel your big shalong in me and I can't wait." Damn girl," Chris grinned. "Don't you get enough of me as it is?" No! I'll never get enough o... you." You know, if you get a makeover, let me buy you some formal gowns, you could be my trophy wife." If you want me to be your trophy wife, just place my head on the wall beside that buck you bagged last year." I don't want you on my den wall, I want you all dolled up and at my side when we have to attend social functions. I'll be proud to. "Wow, I couldn't tell the difference between you two," Hobson said. Bythen, fake Selena had already removed her blonde wig. Resentmentprojected from her surgical constructed big blue eyes."I'll leave you two alone. I'll be outside guarding the hallway," Hobsonadded.The former Hugo was still glaring at the sleeping sister. 'Her' emotionwas a mixture of anger, exasperation and sadness. Could 'she' do whatthe evil twin did - killing one of her own? The replacement Selena knew'she' didn't have much. Roger came in behind me then as I stood there staring."What the fuck happened to them?" he said."I don't know," I said, walking up to Katherine. Gently I brushed the hair from her forehead as she lay there, her chest still rising and falling from exhaustion. I felt her forehead - it was clammy and sweaty, but she felt ok. Leaning over her, I opened her eyelids and looked at her pupils. They were heavily dilated, only the very edge of her beautiful brown eyes slowing."They were drugged with. Were I to be made queen tomorrow, yet would you be my Master.” Her voice shook with emotion as she said this between sobs. She put her head back down on my chest and cried tears of happiness at being with me again. I held her there in the parlor for a long time. The light from the windows faded, and it was dark before we both returned to the present. I had been crying too. Tears of joy to be holding this precious girl again.The maid had stopped at the door once and saw and heard us both crying.