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“Hi Jules, how’s it going?” said Rich in a smarmy voice after the phone was answered in silence. “If you call me Jules again Rich I will come to your room as you sleep, cut your balls off and feed them to you before you wake.” said Julie in a calm yet icy cold voice causing Rich to realise he had perhaps taken a liberty too far. Keen to ingratiate himself again he quickly explained, “You always said to call you if I was ever approached japanese by that Craig guy in accounts for anything and if I did it would be worth my while.” The phone was silent for a moment before Julie said carefully, “What have you got?” “I have a flash drive in the shape of a dog which I recognised as one of yours, password protected, which I haven’t touched of course,” said Rich as he waited for Julie to respond. “I am assuming you haven't cracked it,” Julie laughed down the phone and before Rich could reply went on, “If you had then I doubt you be stupid enough to ring me. Follow these instructions carefully.” With that Julie reeled off a string of numbers which was clearly an IP address and Rich navigated to it and then inserted the flash drive as instructed. As he watched the screen his computer was controlled from outside and there was a series of whirling ‘beach balls’ on the screen as files were moved about. “Well, well, well,” said Julie down the phone with amusement in her voice, “how very interesting indeed.” Then the phone went quiet before Julie spoke again, “Write down this password... Numbers32:23. Now give it back to Craig and say nothing of this call to me. There will be a … gift... for you in the next few days and thanks, Rich, you did the interracial right thing.” Rich listened to the phone go dead and looked at the password and the flash drive still embedded in the PC. He shrugged to himself as he clicked on the file and entered the password when prompted but what came onto the screen made him stare open mouthed in disbelief. He chuckled to himself and said into the empty room, “you are one crafty fox Jules I will give you that.” The next day in the office Rich sauntered up to Craig's desk and said, “Well I cracked the password as you wanted.” then seeing Craig's eager face went on, “but it will cost you... fifty quid.” Craig paid Rich quickly and pocketed the flash drive before he stared at the password that Rich had scrawled on a note pad. “Numbers32:23” what the hell is that said Craig curiously, “and what made you pick that. Rich laughed nervously as he said, “I was reading the bible as I was working and it was open to that page, so I chose it, does it matter?” That evening Craig stayed late at the office and he made sure his door was locked before he inserted the flash drive and entered the password when prompted. “Now we will see what secrets you have been keeping,” muttered Craig as the screen flashed into life. To his utter shock Craig found himself watching a video of him masturbating into the bushes outside Marge's window. As that scene came to an end it was replaced with a scene of him masturbating watching Deepti being fucked by a large dog. Like a rabbit caught in the headlights Craig continued to watch as the third scene showed him fucking Deepti in the ass as the dog was turned inside her pussy. At the precise moment he grunted on screen as he pumped into Deepti’s ass his asian phone started ringing with a withheld number. Still staring at the screen in horror and without thinking, Craig clicked accept and heard Julie’s voice at the other end, “Hello Craig darling, I think we need a little... chat... don’t you?” PROLOGUE: TWO HALVES OF A WHOLE There are two women that have defined my life as a seventeen-year-old boy: my twin sister, Ally, and Patricia. Ally and I have known each other since we were in the womb, sharing heartbeats and kicking rambunctiously into our pregnant mother’s insides. Everyone knows how close identical twins can get, and Ally and I were no exception. Those twins you see on TV that finish each other’s sentences? Yeah, we’re one of those sets. The insufferably adorable, and kind of creepy pair of look-alikes that seem to share a single mind. But we don’t share a single mind; at least, not Ally and I. No, my mind is shared with another: Patricia. And Patricia is closer to me than Ally ever will be, because Patricia is me. That’s right folks, I’m a schizophrenic. Half of me is Jake Bronston, shy and average, and the other half is Patricia (Trish for brevity’s sake), adventurous and bold. When we were children, Trish and I were a symbiotic organism. I’d be in the driver’s seat during most of our conscious state, and Trish would take the wheel when daring action was required. I, Jake Bronston, would never stand up for myself, but Trish…Trish would kick Jordon Christianson square in the balls. "Because it makes me feel sluttier and look sluttier," said Laura. Is this a rush job?” Jake went to the counter and bought three coffees then they had her sit on a table and opened her coat, when they finished their coffee they took her coat off and Leo led her around the tables then back to the door. Teresa pulled her hand away. Paula normally wore black ones but if the color showed through then a white one could be used. His wives if he could get his dream of having bigamy legalized. Not japanese my face.” You really haven’t lost your touch, huh?” The white furred and red headed wolf woman took the two large animals into the bathroom, shut the door behind her asian and started running the showerhead above the large circular bathtub. This was unacceptable. A minute later, she almost shouted, “More! If Master is asleep should I take them dinner and wake them or let them sleep taking a chance on disobeying Master.” “Oh sis what do I do?” Janis smiled and hugged Monique. There could not be any other explanation for the change of mood so soon after their adventure in the tunnels. Ropy lines of pearl bathed them. The ‘flat on your back cycle’ was being used by Ella but the exercise cycle was free so interracial I went and stood by it for a minute, mentally preparing myself for a long slow fuck. Grace did not look one bit like a home maker as she cleaned the kitchen.