"Sharon, I don't think..."
"Aw, c'mon, just do it for me...I do it for you all the time," the other Jim said. Jim tried to resist, but the other version of himself soon gained the upper hand, having grabbed him by the hair, a cat-fighting trick the original Jim would never have used, and soon Jim was on his knees in front of himself, sucking himself off. It was a puzzling situation--on the one hand, he was having to give someone a blow job, but on the other, he was getting one...he was growing confused about which version of himself he was.
Jim soon heard himself moaning, and realized he was about to come in his own mouth, when suddenly, the door burst open behind him.
"Jim, I--oh my God!" he heard Rick say.
"Rick?" he heard the other Jim say, in his voice.
"Mmph?" Jim said, his mouth full.
"What the--?" Rick said, spying the gun and beginning to understand. "Jim, either you're gay, or you're just the most narcissistic guy I've ever seen. Where's Sharon?"
"That's Sharon," Jim said.
"No, he's Sharon," the other Jim said.
Tue Jul 23 12:03:31 2002