Rachel was a younger version of Mom. She looked so much like Mom that people thought that they were sisters. Rachel was about an inch taller than Mom....She had the same thin build. However her breasts were slightly bigger than Mom's.Finally, I said, "Well, my sister comes home and all she does is flop down on the recliner and just ignores her brother."Rachel moaned, "Oh, Terry, I've had a rough day, can't you leave ... What ... Terry ... TERRY ... you aren't supposed to be home until tonight!". Not exactly. If you download something it’s like making a copy and the original will stay intact. Unfortunately we don’t possess such advanced technology yet, I’m draining your brain, you’ll end up like and empty shell, well not completely empty, you’ll still be you, in a sense, but in another sense, you’re not you anymore. It’s hard to explain. You’ll find out.’ ‘But...’ I didn’t really know what to say, it was as if more and more of my thoughts were fading away, more and more of my. I’m not. I’m just sorry!’ Roger said in a panic.I sat back in my chair and looked at Roger. He avoided my eyes and looked at the floor. He was a good-looking boy, short blond hair, a little shorter than me at 5’6" and slim. He was well tanned, probably from spending the summer somewhere expensive. He looked older than his 18 years although not by much. I shook my head to clear the sudden image I had of me kissing him. What the hell was I going to do? The rules of the school dictated that I. Her body was lovely, she had an hourglass figure with full breasts and her hips and butt were pleasantly rounded. Her round face was at the verge of being chubby, her small features and delicately thin lips went oddly well with her plump cheeks. Her smile beamed, giving her whole face a warm glow as soon as she saw me. ‘Haley!’ she yelled, running to me and embracing me tightly. Over dinner that night I told her about April. I talked about my love for her, our instant connection, even out.