Debrief.

Janet wasn't sure what to say. Sam was staring at her blankly. After a moment Sam spoke. "I assume that was very uncomfortable for you. I'm sorry for the way I behaved."

"Uncomfortable is an understatement. Sam, that was really gross! I think we need to be careful about who you attach to. That guy is a real creep, and it seems like you weren't even trying to resist it."

Sam spoke neutrally. "I was and I wasn't. In many ways I was Matt, just with Sam's personality underlying his own. It wasn't like trying to fight an impulse you have but know is wrong. It was more like trying to remember a word on the tip of your tongue. It was really hard to get myself back into my own mindset, especially when his emotions overwhelmed me. The stronger he felt, the more difficult I found it."

Janet was reeling from all of this. Sam, having said her piece, was just staring into the distance with her hands in her lap.

"Sam, you tried to grope me! Doesn't it disturb you that you could do that?"

Sam looked at her disinterestedly. "Obviously not. Would you like me to bind to you? Then I'm sure I would have the reaction you want. I won't enjoy it, but then we could commiserate." Janet nodded emphatically and Sam closed her eyes.

Suddenly, her face took on an expression of disgust and she jumped off the bench and back away. "Holy shit, Janet, what was that? Oh my God, I was actually creeping on you! My own sister! Oh fuck, that was so messed up!" She was hyperventilating now. "What the fuck did I do? I was... I was trying to grab your ass! It felt so normal and good at the time... ugh, I'm gonna be sick!"

Janet was oddly relieved to see her sister reacting this way. "Hey, it's ok. It was him, not you."

Sam calmed down immediately. "You're right, it wasn't me. God, it was gross though. I can't believe I was actually into you." She glanced at the couple, who were chatting again. "That guy's a real creep, though. He's been mooning over her for years even after she keeps shooting him down. He needs to get over her soon."

Janet's curiosity was getting the better of her. "So what was it like? Were you actually, like, into me?"

Sam blushed as she answered. "I mean, yeah. I think Jake wasn't very horny by guy standards. Or maybe Matt is hornier than average. Either way, I had this really strong need to, uh, feel you. I wanted to put my hands all over your body. God, this is so fucked up!"

Janet realized that she had to keep her own disgust in check if they were going to be able to talk through this and learn anything. Sam echoed that thought. "Please try to keep your nausea to a minimum or we'll be here all day."

"So when I suggested that Samantha wasn't really into it-"

Sam shuddered. "It was this quick flash of anger. Like she was mine, I deserved her, and for some random woman to tell me otherwise was infuriating. I was so pissed at you even though I knew you didn't do anything wrong. I remembered thinking the same thing but it just wasn't connecting for me, you know? It was like someone else's memory."

Janet grimaced. "I think Matt has problems with women. Anything else from the experience you think is worth sharing?"

Sam pondered that. "I don't know, it was really different being bonded to a stranger. Especially one who felt no need to keep his emotions and thoughts in check. It was all just flowing straight into me. You and Jake were trying to control things to help me but Matt wasn't and it showed. This could be really dangerous if the wrong person learned about my condition. If you made a real effort to override me I don't think I could resist." She paused. "This is probably your idea, but maybe we should try that. Just the two of us, so I can get a sense of how it feels. I know that's your idea because I would never want to go through something like that but it seems reasonable to me right now. Man, this is so weird!"

Janet shrugged. "Hey, what can I say? I can't help it if I'm always right."