“I am behaving…”The trio found their way to one of their old childhood hangouts, a low stone building built half-underground. Once it had been a...root cellar, but now it was used as a place to store sacking and sailcloth and nets and the like. As children, they’d played there at being kings and queens, or river pirates, or bold warriors setting off on a quest to slay demons. And for a moment, as Clara looked at the old boxes and heaps of cloth and the like, happy memories of those childhood. ‘Let me out. Please let me out.’ Behind her, her wings were filling. Soon they would stiffen into an unflyable form. Her stomach turned again, complaining at the cocoon-breaking acid. If only Black’s web had been made of moth silk, then she could just have puked on it. Lei closed her eyes. Spitting on a spider’s web was not a way to free yourself, she had been instructed when she was a child. Normal spit would no more harm a spider’s web than it would a cocoon. Lei shook her head. Normal spit. I undressed and climbed into that King-Sized bed she had. It took up the whole bedroom; I asked her why she had gotten such a large bed to which she replied, "I need it." Well, she didn't need it that night. She came out of the bedroom in some flannel pajammas and just turned the light off and said now go to sleep. What did she mean "Go To Sleep? What kind of game was this? The next night she let me stay the night again; I almost didn't know what to expect, maybe another put off. This. She held the hands of Sean and myself as Dave was now groping her behind and she had no objection.Amy pulled us close and knowing that we would have hardons she began feeling us through our shorts. She was smiling and said looks like daddy and uncle Sean have presents for my birthday! I knew Sean would never have gone for this if he was okay so to speak, he even said Keith if I could stop I would, but I can't just look at Amy!I had to admit given our past I understood, and I was sober. Amy.