. and changing our lives forever.“Mom’s upbringing means that she thinks it’s strange, so it’s something that needs to be kept secret from her......”Nod.“ ... but you secretly wish that she was included as well.”Nod.“You want your mother to be your brother’s sex slave.”Nod.“Say it.”“I want my mother to be my brother’s sex slave.”Session B50:“Marcie? Marcie, can you hear me?”I hadn’t managed to catch her driving away, but I was so worked up that I’d decided it was worth the hike over to Marcie’s. Before I bade Odali goodbye we made love one last time after sharing the blood of a maid whom we lured away from the herd of goats she was tending. We left her in a stupor but alive, with no memory of what had happened.We parted at the road some twenty miles from where the rest house was. There were no tears or promises to return from either of us. We exchanged smiles and she said, "Be well, my love." She turned and disappeared into the jungle. I wondered if I would ever see her again.I bundled. Woh bhi mere picche picche mere room par aa gaya.Mujhe bola “thanx mam”. Meien kuch nahin boli….Meien bola”nadeem mujhe kuch books uper se nikal ne hai meri help karod, meri books uper se utar do” woh baut harami tha usne bola”mam mere leg meien fracture hua hai abhi meien stool par khada nahin ho sakta but aapki help kar sakta hu”. Meien bol “thik hai tum stool pakad kar rakhna dekho kahin meien gir na jau” woh bola”mam apko ase hi thodi girne dunga”.Meien stool par khadi ho gayi aur bookd. No military or police would hire me with the psych profile I had. I bought a Dodge Charger with the police package off of the service web site. It didn't seat five so the model was remaindered out. It had low mileage and the garage checked it out for me. I signed my separation papers and went back to Nevada. It wasn't exactly legal, but I handed in an older ID I had and kept my current one.Gert had died while I was gone. I drove up the driveway to a picture of desolation. The ranch was closed.