A night with Regan

I needed a few days to recover, so I haven't written anything. Things have been....interesting.
The other night I caught Regan sniffing our underwear as I was folding clothes. Then, she was playing with a barbie that had it's head removed. She used the head and the body as 2 different people. I became a bit concerned when the head asked the headless body to "poop in it", so then she made pooping noises as the headless barbie bent over the empty neck. I was gravely concerned.
All of this she did, sitting on my bed bonding with me while I watched a bit of tv and was folding my clothes.
I took away the panties, and the barbie. Hoping she would then be bored enough to leave. Dee was no where to be found. I can never quite understand why she keeps leaving me alone with that child!
Suddenly, my head jerked back and I realized she was brushing my hair. I guess I had been zoned out for a bit, and she had left the room momentarily to grab a bunch of hair supplies. I figured, not a big deal. It's better than the panties and the barbies. So, I let her do my hair for a while.
I'm watching t.v, relieved and she sat behind me, jabbering endlessly. Then, something strange happened (not that any of the previous wasn't strange!)I felt her hand slide up the side of my back and linger......just to my right side. I said: "Ummm....Regan, what are you doing??" She said: "oh, nothing. You're fine. It's fine...everything is just fine."
Is there a support group for parents who feel like they are being victimized by their children? Maybe I should start one!