I could see in the mirrors' reflection the suspender strapsdisappearing under the straight jacket so what were they attached to.Also the strap from th... straightjacket between my legs and spreading myass cheeks was agony but some of the pain was coming from within, itfelt like I was sitting on an egg so had they put something up inside mybottom. All these questions and no one to answer them. Just the constantpressure of the straps around head and body, the foul tasting silken wadin my mouth, the. .. what are you doing? What did you do?” She was nonplused that I was in her presence a fourth time in a month or so.“I’m here for the birth of my baby, why?”Dr. Amos caught my eye and gave me a wink. We’d seen him quite a bit over the past months so he knew quite well about our polyamorous family. I even think he sympathized with our lifestyle, influenced partly by Dr. Geiger’s recent participation and glowing reports about what a loving and caring group we were.Jon and Amy birthed Wendy Paine. ' Deliberately not referring tohis gender just in case some one heard and wondered why my son hadpigtails!!!!" 'Where is Chris?' said Mrs. Clements."'Over there on the bench. The blond hair in pigtails. Chris did not wantto get the hair cut... and you had very strict hair rules.... so.....' Isaid very nervously trying to explain my son's appearance."Mrs. Clements looked at me. 'What you do with your child is yourbusiness. Just as long as Chris listens and behaves for me; that is allthat. One of my ancestors had an affair with a witch, and then truly offended her by running away from her and having a second affair - with another man. The witch didn't like the idea of homosexuality, and wanted to hear why anyone would do such a thing. "'Simple,' my ancestor replied, 'I'm a bisexual. I love men as much as I love women.' "'So it shall be forevermore,' the witch spat. 'From now on, you and one of your descendants every seven generations shall be given a bisexual body to match your.