Her mind envisioned herself laying on her back in a hospital room, knees up, giving birth to his child. The scene then jumped back as if on super-fast...rewind on a VCR, to her sitting, crying and holding her round baby-filled tummy. Rewinding again, she could see her parents yelling at her after she could no longer hide her obvious pregnancy with loose clothing. Back further, and she was holding the pregnancy test in the bathroom and crying. Back again, and she could see in her mind's eye her. But what was really mind blowing was hearing about how my parents were in a bisexual swinging type of relationship with our neighbors, neighbors I had known virtually my whole life and had looked up to as idols.According to my most amazingly beautiful sister, our neighbors, Frank and Lillian Granger, were swingers, for lack of a better term. In reality, Frank was mostly gay, something the couple had realized after being married for a few years, and Lillian was all too eager to assist him in. They continued to gasp and giggle. “We know you’ve been watching us all day,” Julie, the once with the brown hair said “Now you better show us just how much you enjoyed the view”. Kate, the slimmer sister with the glasses, didn’t say a thing, but kept looking at my exposed erect penis and nodded in agreement with her sister.“Go on,” added my neighbour. “Show them what you’ve got or we will have to tell your wife what’s been going on today”. The embarrassment of the sitation had tunred me on. I assumed that Janet was running right behind me. In hindsight, I should of checked. But fear consumed me more than any concerns for Janet. I just ran and ran and Janet didn?t even cross my mind. Fortunately for me, I eventually ran into a large well-lit street with several restaurants and other businesses. . As the fear for my life diminished, another fear struck me. Janet was nowhere to be seen. I briefly entertained the idea of trying to go back to where I left Janet but quickly.