You step through the door, to your surprise there are two fairly young women waiting on the other side of the table. They both sit down, and you follow suit.
"Hi Miles, I'm Sara," said the one on the left. She's a tall blonde with a hefty bust on display through her deep vee neck.
"and I'm Clara." said the other. She's a slightly shorter Asian.
"I'm, uh, Miles, they said I'd meet the people who will be acting as my parents in here..."
"That's us," Sara said.
"But you're both girls, and you're both younger than I expected. How are you supposed to be my parents?"
"First of all, we're married, so that is no concern," Clara begins, "You'd think that in this day and age you would be able to realize that. Secondly, I'm 34, I'm easily old enough to be your mother."
"I'm 20 how does that work." You attempt to retort.
"No, you're 16, and we adopted you after college when you were 5." Sara calmly explains. "But you'll get plenty of that when they drill you on your dossier."
"Excuse me," the agent comes in, "they need you for..."
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