"That was even stupider," I said when he sat up holding his nose. He looked at me; he was not ready to accept defeat yet. For everything my uncle was ...ot, he still had the instincts of a wolf.We made eye contact. He battled for the dominant position but could not withstand the pressure of my judgment. I got up and kicked him in the side of the head to drive the lesson deeper.I kicked the shit out of him until he was nothing more than a crying ball of pain.I walked to the phone and called my. I had talked to Ron and suggested that he and his family bring swim suits to enjoy the pool in the afternoon. We would clean up before cooking supper. Karen told my sisters that normal bikinis would be best for this day. I think Jim breathed a sigh of relief. I decided to not tell him that we had another lake coming up where thongs would again be worn.After a quick lunch, we changed into our suits with cover-ups and waited for the imminent arrival of Ron and his family. They arrived just before. Sarah Louise Hudson.I filled the claw-foot tub and sank to my chin in lavender-scentedbubbles. I was going to enjoy this day to its full. I climbed out of thetub and dried off with fluffy towels warmed on electric rods. Wrapping atowel around, I aimed a blow-drier at my hair."No," Paul said (my groomsman). "We've got a hair dresser for that," headded."Sure," I said padding out of the bathroom into the bedroom. There was aknock on the door. Paul crossed the floor and opened the door.Standing. Mom finally got the buttons undone, took the blouse off, then threw it over her shoulder as she leaned against the doorframe. Something caught her attention on the news and she bent one leg in a sexy sorta pose as she watched the news intensely. Just as intensely I enjoyed looking at her body in the her underwear. Her D cup tits were covered in a full cup, matronly white bra, that still looked sexy on the curves or her sexy body. My eyes absorbed all the lines of the curves from her bra to her.