"So, Rachel - is it true all of you are the same? Identical down to DNA?Why is that?" Our technology can make only one body, Mr. Carver. No matter wha... westart with - young, old, male, female, whatever injury or illness, theresults are exactly the same. I can't tell you why, I don't know all ofit myself, but with what I do know I can tell you it isn't deliberate.There isn't some extra secret that would let them make a young man outof you, or let us make different bodies that they're keeping. . Including drinking, and smoking marijuana. You can still go to jail behind alcohol, and you can behind any drugs. Just be a kid while you still can be, excuse me, a young adult, and live your life. You already know your mom isn't going to like this, and isn't going to give you her blessing, but here's mine. Go ahead and pack and don't leave this house until I say so. I'll go get the car looked at in the morning, so I'm at ease with you making a trip solo, and we'll finish the details properly. Cynthia looked around at the other people in the street. She noticed that folks gave Sid a wide berth. It reminded her of scenes from Westerns when a gunfighter showed up in town. Everyone seemed to know with just a glance that he was dangerous. A few of the men did pause to check her out. She stepped a little closer to Sid when she noticed their attention.Sid walked to the stable keeping his eyes open for threats. On reaching the stable, he paused by the corral to check out the horses. There. “Tell me about the best anal fucking you ever got,” he whispered. She was surprised that a man who really didn’t know her that well would want to know about her past sex life; especially about her anal sex experience. “Are…you… oh god, that feels amazing … really interested … right now?” she moaned from underneath him. Propped on her elbows and knees, she had her face half-buried in the bunched up sheets. The blindfold, which earlier had created an intriguing mystery to the moment, was now.