"ORGY!!!"

All fourteen Sharon's resigned themselves to the fact things were as they were, and Jim would not change anything unless he wanted to...he was in control. So, there was no sense fighting amongst themselves for him. Besides, the Sharon's knew they didn't REALLY hate each other...each of them had just felt threatened. In unison, the 14 Sharon's asked Jim to leave so they could have a moment amongst just themselves. Jim reluctantly agreed. As the door closed behind Jim, the 14 Sharon's looked at each other.

"What do we do now?" asked one Sharon.

"I say we lose Jim for good. He brings us nothing but trouble." They all nodded in agreement. "Besides, I think we all know what we really want out of life."

Each Sharon looked at the duplicate next to her and smiled knowingly. Within seconds, twenty-eight identical hands were exploring twenty-eight identical arms, legs and breasts. And seven pairs of lips found seven identical pairs. It started slowly, because all 14 Sharon's had memories of a certain recent cat-fight fresh on their minds, and they were still a little sore and scarred from it. But those thoughts were soon forgotten as each Sharon became lost in kisses and the fondling of the body she desired most...her own.

Jim phoned his apartment from his cell phone to say that he needed to pick up some parts for his latest contraption. The 14 Sharon's were only vaguely aware of his answering amchine message, saying that he would be gone for a few hours and that he hoped the Sharon's weren't mad at him and could work it all out. All 14 Sharon's had to laugh to themselves: "I'd say we've worked it out!" each thought.

The next three hours saw possibly the greatest sex man (or woman) has ever known. Because they were all exactly alike, the 14 Sharon's knew exactly what to do to please each other. They knew each other's errogenous zones down to the exact millimeter. They knew exactly how long to linger in one area, when to move on to another. In short, they knew how to turn each other on better than anyone else ever could. All her life, Sharon had been turned on by the sight of her own body. Mirrors, pictures, video....

Sharon had often looked at images of herself and become greatly aroused. Each Sharon remembered how she felt when she encountered the very first "multiple Sharon scenario." But now...having fourteen Sharon's in one place! To hear the simultaneous moans and groans--her own voice multiplied....her own personal scent everywhere. To kiss and be kissed perfectly at every turn. To be able to feel her own voluptious body...her own body, yet a body outside her own. This was absolute heaven!

Three hours later, an orgy which had resulted in exactly 12 massive orgasms for each Sharon was now over. They had paired off into two's, each lazily snuggling with another. In each of the seven pairings, the Sharon on the left was laying on her right side, with her left leg resting on top of the identical left leg of her double. Sharon's were playing footsy with themselves all over the room. It was an uncanny sight..the same exact erotic scene, replayed seven times over. It was almost a scene for an expensive motion picture..except Hollywood could never create this scene, even with the most expensive computer-generated studio tricks.

Dreamily, Sharon's all over the room spoke in unison. "I think we know now we don't need Jim anymore." There were soft giggles all over the room. "But where DO we go from here?"