“Yeah, so that wasn’t too smart of me, that’s true,” Reba grew a bit flustered now.“And then, this rocket scientist, this genius of a big si...ter of mine, thinks that, AFTER this mess happens with Van the great hypnotist, that she wants HIM to hypnotize HER into doing ‘lezzie stuff,’ to use her own words. So, basically, Cheyenne, you wanted your own husband to hypnotize you into cheating on him with other chicks, including Mom and Barbara Jean? That’s incest, Cheyenne, as well as adultery! Not. .ever.. um...are you bullish? Like ever bulled before or.. want or yeeah.." He finished with a bashful appearance on his face while trying to read me.WHAT THE FUCK is going on here i'm thinking.. did i really just go from war-on to being approached by a what..? A swinger? A real live cuckold? I grinned in a narcissistic manor i'm sure, and said "you want me to fuck your wife or something??" "Lets say i said yes... Would you be opposed to that?"Standing in a tomb of parking structure having this. I tried to picture her face in my head. No images came! I asked one of the men to tell me something about myself. The only things they would tell me was that I was 15 years old, and that I was a runaway. They also told me that my mom had no idea that I was pregnant.That made me feel sad. It made me think that I must have been a very bad little girl to have gotten pregnant at such a young age. I must have already been having sex, and messing around with boys. I just wished that I could. "ARE YOU OFFERING TO DRINK MY PEE?" she shrieked.I just smiled."REALLY?" she asked, still stunned by the revelation of what I was proposing, "Oh John, I don't know..." she trailed off."I won't tell if you won't tell!" I quipped with a wink, trying to break the tension, which it did.She giggled, then gasped, as the stain on her crotch grew slightly, the laugh letting out another involuntary burst in her pants."HOW?" is all she said, averting her eyes down to the floor, resigned to the fact that.