As you wish, he said calmly as he stood up in front of the group. Also, why do you insist on wearing that wierd muggle clothing, asked Matthew. James ...as dressed in maroon coloured skinny jeans which hung low on his peachy bum, revealing his superman themed boxers. His t-shirt was white with a picture of his favorite muggle band on the front in concert and on his wrist were numerous plastic bands from all the concerts and places he had been too. Because, said James as he stretched his arms over. All she wanted to do was lay down at this point. She was tired and hungry. They had not feed her yet. The drug had started to wear off too. She was not craving dick as much as she was all today. In fact she was getting angry now. She started to pull on her ropes and if she could she would be yelling for help. With all the dogs barking downstairs no one could hear her anyway. As she was not hanging upside anymore she was still tied down. He had both arms tied to the floor and tied each. At last, she was clear-minded enough to speak."What happened? What'd you do to me?"Then realization hit her."Oh my God! Christ, Harold, that was the most fantastic experience of my life, a DP with two cocks but only one guy! Do you know what your equipment does for a girl? Do you know what would happen if other girls would find out what you're carrying? You'd have to fight the off with a club!" That's the last thing I need, Janet. Besides, I bet half of 'em would run off screaming like. Each one knew what the other one was doing, thinking, even feeling. They really were ONE ... born and bred that way. Ann and the other Girls should have known it from the three Miss Kelly’s. I guess they would have known it if there had been an original Miss Kelly alive at the time to note the difference in her three clones.It wasn’t like they were intentionally trying to replace me, they weren’t. It was just that they really knew what the Girls really wanted. Maybe needed is the real word I’m.