" Sure," said Jennifer sarcastically, indulging her guilt and self pity, " why things are just peachy already." Jennifer. I have to go for a while, bu... I'll be back to check on you as soon as I can. OK?" Sure. My friend and I will await your return," she said indicating the bottle."Please, lay off that stuff. I'll be back soon."Jennifer, whose moroseness was already beginning to be matched by alcoholic stupor, simply waved to her friend, bottle in hand, as Cindy left. She continued to drink. ’ They all turned. His mother smiled broadly. ‘Welcome, Jennifer. I’m Emily Johnson. We’ve heard nice things about you.’ Susan looked at me. ‘Yeah, it was nice to almost meet you the other morning.’ I could feel my face flush. ‘Susan!’ Mrs. Johnson reprimanded her. Jessica came forward to shake my hand. ‘Don’t worry about her. I would have done the same thing. I mean that’s definitely not the way to meet the family of a boyfriend for the first time. In any case, it’s good to meet you. You look. ” The figure’s hair was reached down its back. It still looked mostly like me, but I wasn’t sure how to change that. “All right, that’s fine.”“So you want to make the beast with two backs with this?” he said. “And you’ll pay the price?”“I do, and I will,” I said.“All right. Knock yourself out.” He vanished, and outside of the pentacle, the figure I’d indicated appeared lying naked on my pallet. She looked exactly like me, only with bigger hips and breasts, and with longer hair, and no. I love her with everything that I am. Truth be told, I am the lucky one. Her friends never liked me much in the beginning, but I won them over, just as I won her over. She leans into me again and we hug and kiss for a long moment. Just a bit too long, as it turns out, because I'm starting to get hard. With all of the planning, and everything working out right, and seeing her follow my instructions like that... and now, I've got her in my arms... well, who could blame me? She feels the hardness.