January 3rd, 2009. New York City. 9:56 pm I was state side, visiting the only civilian connection I had left: Pearl. Pearl is my connection to the hum...n world. I visit her every month or two, she is my only known contact. This is a bit too regular for me, but well, Pearl is the love of my life. She is my friend, my lover, my absolution. I got off the Air France flight from Charles De Gaulle, walked through the maze of intertwining corridors, going down escalators until I finally found my self. She heard the elevator DING! and she jumped. Gripping his hand she pulled him down the hallway to his room and had him open the door. She calmed down as she saw the bed. Her immaturity always went away when she was close to a man with a bed. She kicked off her pumps and sat her purse on the floor. Sit she said narrowing her eyes and pointing to the bed. He did as he was told and she continued. She moved all of her long black hair to one side, hooked her thumbs into her jeans, pushed the fabric. But a lot of the people in the special effect business won't do porn. And the few that were willing to talk to us quoted us such outrageous figures, and the results weren't something we thought would fly, and would really convince the customers. "So for obvious reasons, the 'temporary clone' idea has never really gotten off the back burner stages. But I've got one trump card left to play, and I think now is the right time to use it." "Just what have you got in mind, Barocca?" Well, Jeanne. I. We parted happy and Mark said he would check with Janelle on the way to school about our plan. It would probably have to wait until Thursday if it happened because of the tryouts Wednesday. We set a date for practice again tomorrow and Beth and I parted with a kiss.My whole family was staring at the television in disbelief when I got home. Kent State had happened and the news had the footage that most people in my age group have seen hundreds of times. Everyone, including Al whom I had told.