Near by our house lived Vineetha and her family. She was married to the Lousiest person who cared about spending money which was made by his ancestors...and his earning. Their family was the richest in our neighborhood. Vineetha was married for 6 years yet they didn’t have any children. Before this incident I didn’t even had a little thought her to my bed. As Vineetha’s husband was the only heir to his family I had total freedom in their house both Vineetha’s MIL and FIL treated me as their. Unless its a 300 pound mother sitting on her son.That it always has violence and substance abuse.In reality Not So Much, but those people keep quiet about it and do not admit or talk about it. So any survey is skewed. The natural break time seems to be going away to college or into the service.Of course being found out or PG or Religlious Confession of some kind is the greatest fear.Isolation and Incest, is what starts Tribes, Races and Nations, so its been going on a long long time.The. OOoLater that same week, Abbie receives a call from the Chairman’s wife. “Hi Abbie, this is Ruth Clarke. We met and chatted at the dinner for Tim at Microga a couple of weeks ago.”Abbie collects herself, remembering meeting and chatting with Ruth at the dinner. It is interesting to Abbie that Ruth does not mention anything about who her husband is, Phillip Clarke, the Chairman of Microga. “Hi Ruth, how nice to hear from you. How have you been?”Ruth answers to get to the point, “Oh, we are. "Do I look real?" she asked sweetly."Yep." Not a talkative type, uh?" No, I don't think so but I ordinary keep quiet when sleeping."She giggled childishly, tossing her head back. Tender bluish vein was pulsing on her neck."Are you aware that I'm a very special dream?" This time her eyes were serious."Huh, what's so special about you?" I'm a dream coming from the future. But I'm also a replica of a real girl." How's that?" I asked while turning on my other side. However she was still standing.