Locate Creature

At the beginning of Spring semester, Lee got suspended from school for beating up some new kid. I asked around and found him: a white boy who looked sort of like a blond Harry Potter, or maybe a nerdy John Constantine. And his name actually was Harry. He was American though.

“Hey...,” I said soothingly as I approached him. “I just wanted to say sorry for what Lee did.”

“Thanks,” he told me. “I wish I knew why. All he said was, ‘stay away from my sister’. Any idea who his sister is?”

“That would be me,” I said sheepishly.

“What do you think you’re doing, telling a boy I’ve never met to stay away from me?!?” I questioned Lee at home.

He looked at me with disgust. We were never super close, but that was new. “Oh, so now the whore wants to pretend to be an innocent?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked, genuinely confused but laying the attitude on thick.

“You mouth-fuck this twit on camera for the whole world to see, and you don’t think I’m gonna put it right?” He spat.

“What? You need to start making sense!” I insisted.

So then Lee showed me another video of sex I hadn’t had. The guy in the video looked as much like Harry as the girl did me - exact likeness. He was on the ground, lying but propped up on his elbows. She was leaning over him, bobbing up and down, sucking his dick. He groaned and touched her shoulder while she sucked him off for a little while. Then, it’s not clear how it happened, but he came on her face. It seemed to be an accident. They both started laughing, and then suddenly my doppelganger said, “Oh, shit!”

I shook my head. “That isn’t me. I’ve never seen that kid before today, when I apologized to him for what you did.” I started to walk away, but then I turned back, mad. “And anyway, why are you such a prude? You’d drop your pants in a heartbeat if you could find a girl who’d stick around. Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever even seen you with a girl. You just spend all your time with TB.”

“Shut up,” he said in warning.

“What is it you two do all the time, anyway?” I pressed.

“Shut up, Mallory!” He said, this time threateningly.

The new video that Lee had found was posted to a different site than the first two, equally low-profile. None of the videos had my name. They all had various tags describing me and the content of the video: “ebony”, “teen”, “big tits”, “slender”, “standing”, “blowjob”, etc. They weren’t always the same, but there was one tag that was always there: a twenty character long bunch of letters, numbers, and symbols that looked like a computer-generated password.

When I entered that tag into the search engine, it found a fourth video on yet another site. In this one, the girl who looked like me lost her virginity. She was lying in a bed, her legs sideways and together, but her shoulders flat. She had her eyes closed.

I couldn’t see much of the guy: his dick, his ass and thighs, his hands. Nice body - the kind of body that takes dedication. He was lying next to her. He rubbed her pussy for a few seconds and she smiled silently. With her legs together like that, the guy had to pull her labia apart with his fingers to get the tip of his cock in. He inched forward a little, putting pressure on her maidenhead. She winced, still smiling. He backed off and rubbed his head around between her lips with the help of his hand, getting it nice and wet. Then he pushed back in a little. He repeated that a couple times until she nodded at him.