"I didn't think so," Her smile turned a little mean. "So here are someground rules, you do what we tell you, and the photos stay between us.Ok?"I nodd...d, not much else I could do unless I wanted those photos all overthe school, or to my parents, I'm not sure which would be worse."Good. First thing. Katie, take Nick to the bathroom and show him howto shave off all that nasty leg and body hair. Make sure you get aroundthe balls and up between the ass cheeks. Though, poor dear, looks likeyour. Shortly after we arrived my wife excused herself. She was off to go jet skiing without the k**s. I stayed behind with the k**s. By now they were done with the pool and had gone inside to play with Shelly's k**s. Shelly was in the kitchen when she invited me in. She was at the counter preparing dinner. She had told me how she and the k**s got there on Monday and her husband would join them on Friday as he had to stay behind for work. Shelly was probably in her late 30's early 40's shoulder. Maybe she was famous or disfigured somehow. Maybe she was only playing games with his simmering imagination. Otherwise, they could’ve been any other naked couple on the planet, walking each other home through antiquated streets at dawn’s end of The Carnival. The knuckles of her spine moved with a durable yet delicate kind of precision, as if she were all sinew, bone and lace. Her ass held the shape of inflated tear drops, flexing wearily as she navigated. Slow. Sure of the way. She was. Why haven't you gotten with them yet?" Alicia's with Dave, Clarke." That idiot fop who thinks he can break into celebrity life? They won't be together much longer. If I had a nickel for every time I've heard them arguing loud enough to wake the neighbors..." I know. Still, I don't like to go after other men's women. As for Erika, well, I think I want to take things slow with her." What? Come on, man! Those two are seriously hot!" Yeah, Doug," Cat agreed. "They're nice people and great.