“I don’t think I’m wise enough to explain us,” I said.“Here’s some more things I shouldn’t know, but I still know they are true. You’v...e always felt something happen inside when you think about Native American people and how they lived in harmony with the earth, haven’t you? You learned some Indian dances, you had a wonderful costume your grandmother, who doesn’t sew, made for you. You rode horses, you went camping, you can start a fire with one match, in the rain. You went canoeing. You never. Those were attributes to a face I fantasized about the time.“HOLY FUCK DUDE, THAT’S YOUR SISTER”, I shoutedHe clamped his hand over my mouth.“You promised that you wouldn’t judge. I’m going to remove my hand, please don’t yell”, he said“Man, that’s so hot”, I heard Phil say while Don removed his hand“How did you do it”, I asked him“Well she caught me jacking off and she was pretty horny so she asked did I want any help. One thing led to the next and she was sucking me off. I grabbed my camera. .. then sit down."I started to do so, pulling my chair out."No, next to her," he told me, and then stood untying the sash on his robe, allowing it to part. He now stood there in front of us, fully erect, his hard stiff penis thrust out in front of him as though brandishing a sword. He stood looking down at us, stroking his cock as he did so, fisting it slowly up and down. What he was doing, I would have normally found erotic and enjoyable, just as I had done before when I'd watched him. Bob: (looking at his watch and doing the time conversion, ) It's eight in the evening. Don't you have homework?Caitlin: (glancing off to the side, as if somebody was there, and then back at the camera, ) Well ... I sort of have a date.Bob: Sort of?Caitlin: Okay, it's a date. With a boy.Bob: And you were going to tell me about it when?Caitlin: I wasn't sure you'd want to know.Bob: Smart girl. The idea of some pimply faced boy putting his arms around my girl isn't one of my favorite.