.. he hears voices that worry him, confuse him and lead him into hurting others." Carl was watching the swirling liquid in his own mug as he moved his... hand in slow circles. "He's physically very powerful; mentally... he's very immature and very hard to deal with. Some days he is a silly, sweet little ten-year-old boy. Other days, when he's in a paranoid stage, he's your worst nightmare. My daughter couldn't handle him; he's been bigger and stronger than she is since he was eleven and we went. .. can't. I'm ... married." Catherine, you don't seem to understand. You don't have a choice. Either take off your clothes or I will force you to. Believe me you don't don't want that."Not for a moment doubting the sincerity of her antagonist, Catherine was nevertheless paralyzed in thought and action. Her heart was racing, her breathing rapid and shallow. The other figure now towered over her and her feelings of helplessness were complete."Please ... don't make me do this," she begged.A. Feels like just yesterday. She tried to call me, but of course I didn't want to talk to her. I've just been running around acting like a fool trying to keep my mind clear. It's worked a bit, but you know, I just haven't felt like me.?However, I do love to party now, a little more than before. I'll have to take you out one night.''As your sister?' she asked coyly.'Well, that depends on who we're with. You can at least come to my work one night. How long are you going to stay?''As long as I have. She was undecided about her panties.She no longer denied she enjoyed flirting, getting hit on and exposing herself, so her psychotic anger when talking about revealing clothes and flashing was mercifully gone. We could both relax. She was, literally, out of her closet.I asked if she'd chosen to wear panties tonight and, smirking, I pointed to the crowd directly below us. A few of the elders clustered together with their drinks, but kept looking up at her through the clear glass floor and thru.