My mother opened it to reveal a large, colorful painting of an oddly lit waterfall scene. ‘Oh, my!’ my mother said again. ‘A Thomas Kinkade…...�� my father said, adjusting his glasses to look at it more closely. ‘Oh, my…’ my mother repeated again. ‘And actually,’ Miranda added, pointing to something in the corner of the painting, ‘this isn’t a print. It’s a signed original. We have a friend who has a connection.’ ‘Oh my!’ seemed to be the limit of my mother’s vocabulary at that point. After. We set up our camp away from the path we had been following. We hadn't seen anyone but I didn't want a surprise. I had learned that the seasons were divided into wet and dry rather than cold and hot. This was the dry season and living outside was possible with comfort. We had been on the road for a lengthy time now. I wanted to find a place for the next rainy season like my cave or a village.After eating, the three of us talked. I told Merry and Leelee about my desire for a dry place or a. “Gramps put it in so they could have privacy, especially during the day, in case grandma, or whoever wanted to lay out nude. Our family likes being naked, most of the time.” he explained.Who was I to judge, and being outside naked would be fine with me, especially if the whole world couldn’t see. Then I noticed the Hot Tub, that was off to the side and up near the house. I told him that looks fun. He chuckled and said it is, and asked if I would like to try it out. It was still a good hour. I should have been mad at her for taking liberties, but I did promise her last night that I might let her have an orgasm or three this morning.EpilogueJimI guess I should explain why I was so paranoid about cheating. It all started back in high school. I had this girl friend, Carol Sumter. We were juniors and this was the last dance before we graduated to be seniors. I had never learned to do the fast dances. I just was not that coordinated on the dance floor. Sure I could do the moves, but.