We all sat around the talking about the things they remembered throughout the years there. "Margret's mom said "your mom and dad brought you here man... times during the summer .I remember one time when your sister fell in the water while your mom was changing you. Without thinking she tossed you in a pile of leaves and quickly ran to get her. She then laughed "that probably was the first time Margret saw you naked ". Everyone laughed at that ,I blushed ,but if anything it made us realize that. ", and a draw a red circle in the centre field, which happens to be right around her navel. My next cross goes into the lower left corner, which Anna of course counters with a circle in the top left corner. That forces my next X into the lower right corner, and then Anna's O must go into the bottom centre field. That leaves my final X in the top centre field and we have a draw. But then Anna insists that I draw another circle in the right centre field and another cross in the top right corner. I was starting to panic, as I thought she might be having a heart attack or something to that effect, and that's when I looked down.Her ankles. Oh God, her ankles were slashed. There were so many cuts on them I couldn't count them all. Most were open, with blood pooling around her as she still did not respond. I tried to ask why, but the question died in my voice. I couldn't speak, I couldn't move. Something was wrong, everything was wrong, she was just fine moments ago. One of the event. I was so turned on I could feel how wet my panties were. Before I knew it, it was over and she left me wanting more. We went home later that night and as we walked in she started to apologize, I turned red and told her it was fine, I honestly enjoyed it. She laughed and told me she knew I was kinky. We sat on the couch and talked all night until the sun came up. I woke up about 10am and she was sleeping with her head on my chest and her hand in between my legs. I tried to move without waking.