She was always sexy. That never changed throughout all the years. She always worked on her body. She went to the gym. She went to the beach. She dress...d nicely. She never wanted to go out looking dull, even if it was just to the grocery store. She was perfect to him. That never changed. Even though she was never happy or satisfied with herself, he was always still pinching himself to make sure this whole journey was really a reality. Many years had gone by, and still he thought he was one of. " Will they be like us — the people they were copied from, I mean?" Only to some extent," Darkni replied, "The nature of one's upbringing has as much to do with who we become as what we are born with. I have little doubt that they all will possess some skill in magic, and the clones of you will likely have psionic powers as well. They will all need to be carefully nurtured, because their powers will develop far before their minds. The normal controls nature places upon such abilities has been. ‘Because I said so’ she told me firmly, her no nonsense manner was getting the best of me. ‘You stink to high heaven,’ she said, ‘Bath is first!’ With that, she started peeling off my clothes, and in seconds I was naked. ‘In the shower,’ she ordered, showing me the door to the washroom off the side. I was far too sick and weak to protest much, besides, a hot shower sounded good. So I meekly followed her instructions, and took a long hot scrub. I had to admit it did make me feel better. I. I still got to swallow his load so it wasn't too disappointing and obviously I thanked him as he left. The next 3 encounters all went the same way, 3 different guys who were all just happy with a quick blowjob followed by me swallowing their load. Then I got talking to a local guy who lived almost in the next street and we flirted and texted until I finally convinced him to fuck me. When the time came I was fully shaven, plugged and caged with a tiny pair of panties underneath a short black.