“The raft is on the car, most of the stuff is packed. Just need to get the ice chest and we are ready. Let me just finish putting the dishes into th... dishwasher.” My wife was looking forward to the rafting trip. Last year this is how it all started. We went rafting; she took off her suit, and the guys got and eye full. Near the end she jumped ship and got a cunt full. But that was late in the season so we could only do it the one time. I was looking forward to her doing it again and my cock was. As it stepped closer and closer to me, the cloaking field began to drop, cascading away from the head down to the feet. My blood ran cold as for the first time in so many years I was speechless.As the cloak dropped, it revealed long, black hair blowing in the wind. The field continued dropping, revealing a face…such beautiful face…a face I would never forget. But this was impossible! It could not be. I stood, motionless as the figure continued to reveal itself. Standing before me was my. The ten year old maneuvered herself against the side of the bakery, hopping until her back was against the brick wall. It made sense, she thought, that the bakery with its ovens was one of the few stone buildings. Any fire would just turn it onto one big oven instead of burning the whole town down. Not that it still wouldn't be a disaster...She shook her head. It seemed her mind of late was always thinking of how things could go wrong. Of what new disaster could visit her or her brother. As if. Her easy attitude emboldened me to turn towards her, and put my manhood in clear view.I had been an exhibitionist for many years, but her reaction left me dumbfounded. More so was the fact that her reaction seemed so out of character. She reached over to my penis, and allowed it to lie limply across the fingers of her upturned hand. It stayed there for only a couple of seconds, while she informed me that she was glad it was circumcised, as she thought all men should be rid of that ugly.