She sometimes tells me how nice it would have been to watch me and my friend and if we are having a fuck she gets very dirty about wanting to see me s...ck a cock.One evening we had watched a TV programme which featured two bi guys and so the subject came up again. She asked me if I ever fancied doing it again. I told her that if she wanted to watch me do it I'd be happy to oblige. She then surprised me by telling me that she'd been chatting to a girl at work who's husband had had a similar. ?Enjoying yourselfdown there, Claude???What?s going on?? my mom said.?This little pervert hit me on mytit.? Carmen said.? She looked at for awhile and then she had an unusually grin on her face.?Well,? she told Carmen ?teach thelittle bitch a lesson.?What?? I exclaimed. I was thengreeted with another hard kick to the nuts this time from my mom.?Claude, it?s time for you to knowyour place, at the foot of your sister and all women in that matter.?? I was shocked and horrified as Iheard those what. Our breath rasping and our throats dry. We kept running, but not really looking as to where we were going. I had taken a side path from the main forestry road and Sarah blindly followed me; tall pines surrounded us and the floor was covered in brown tinder; it was full of material waiting to catch fire with the intense heat. We hit a clearing and then, in front of us, lay a derelict cottage.I stopped, crouched down and watched for a few seconds; My eyes glancing left and right, looking for. ”Jen and I looked at Bonnie and then we looked at each other. I could see Jen thinking, “Ohhh.” I was thinking the same thing.Dr Ainslee asked if there were any other noticeable changes in her behaviour. Bonnie said, “I thought maybe she had Bipolar Disorder, but Dad said he didn’t think so but we all thought that maybe it was something like that.”Dr Ainslee asked us to wait for a moment. She ducked out of the room and picked up one of the phones. I could see her giving some instructions then.