Jim looked around the room for some form of address book that could contain details and numbers of Edith's sorority freinds. For a long time before Edith had gone to college, her brother had reminded her of all the disadvantages of becoming a sister: they just become air-headed bimbos who like nothing better than boys and their toys. Now faced with this situation, Jim decided that Edith not taking any notice of his words and joining a sorority was a good thing. A VERY good thing.
Then he found it. A small black book in the top drawer of the bedside table. Unlatching the silk ribbon that bound the book together, he sat down on the bed whilst the copy of his little sister zoomed about the room sweeping up shards of glass and strands of hair. Jim laughed when he saw the clone clean up AROUND the original, leaving the still body in it's place.
Flicking through the pages, he came across some names he found familiar. After all, he had met (and been rejected by) these girls when he had come over for some hot college party action. Now was a perfect time to get some revenge...
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