She had a zippered, hooded sweatshirt over her arm as she stopped, fully aware of my admiring gaze. She smiled and struck a pose."You approve?" she as...ed with a smile."Do I ever," I said admiringly, struck anew by how absolutely gorgeous she was."Sean?"I started, having been caught staring. "Uh, yeah?" I said hoarsely."Don't you think you should change, too?" Yeah," I mumbled. "I'll go change." I stumbled toward the stairs. "But you, Luscious," I added, "don't you ever change."She smiled at me,. It was cool now instead of cold. The hot water we had should make comfortable."Max," Aunt Mart said from the back door, "Take one of these!"I looked up to see my favorite Aunt naked and standing in the doorway with two more buckets of water. I ran back to get one of the buckets."Why are you still dressed?" she asked."I dunno," I mumbled feeling foolish."Well strip down, nephew. I want to wash you."At least I remembered to put down the bucket before removing my clothes.Aunt Marti poured some of. "Harley opened her eyes to glare at him."Okay, sleepyhead, first thing's first, tell me your name." I want to get dressed," she said instead of answering his question."Tell me your name, and then you can get dressed." Harley." Harley," he repeated her. "Don't try to escape like that again," the harsh warning tone in his voice made Harley look away."You said I could get dressed." Here." He handed her a gown, nice, but practical."Turn around," she demanded when he just stood there watching her.. That’s true even after you marry. Your wife will need time alone as well and you need to allow for that.”“You know that I’ve never been upset when you girls have needed time or did your own thing. Heck, I don’t usually ask the girls to spend time with me unless there’s some special event I want them to go to with me, like a hockey game or whatever.”“Things change when you marry.”“I’m not following you, Sweetheart,” I said.“Believe it or not, things that seem OK before you marry suddenly become.