I opened our garage doors with my opener and drove in with Miss Bowen parking behind me in the drive. We got my wife out of the car and into the house...and into the bedroom, where we stripped off all her clothes and slipped her into a nighty and bed. Miss Bowen and I went to the kitchen and made coffee and after the second cup Miss Bowen said she felt too tired to drive on home. I offered her a bed in our guestroom. She could have her own full bath ensuite. I offered her one of my wife’s robes. "No way!" What sadism had possessed my parents to give me a name that was also a girl's name? Plus what with being a smart and nerdy boy, I'd been teased with that Boy Wonder crap for most my life. "If I'm Robin," I hissed, "then you have to go as Buttman."She blanched in astonishment, unconsciously moving her hands to her hips. I was ready to be really cruel. From the way she filled her pants, I could tell my sister had a very pretty ass; I could tell I was right by the way other boys liked to. We want to play a game with you before you leave."After supper, all the children again went to the lounge. Some pulled out games while others settled in a chair with a book. Some were reading to one or two of the smaller kids.Michelle and I were sitting together on a couch when the two "Goody, goody, we want to talk to you" girls came up to us and sat at our feet. Almost in unison they said, "We want to know more about you."Michelle said. "You two, be nice to Chuck. I have to do something but. I’m going to the cabin. You find out where we are supposed to meet, and get me. I think I’ll change into shorts, and your dad’s shirt. It is very soft.”“Great, Mom. I’ll get you when they are ready to leave. I want to talk to some other kids for a while.” He kissed her on the cheek, and left. The hike turned out to be quite an adventure. Ashok stayed close to his mother, making sure she could negotiate the narrow trails which sometimes got too close to the edge of the hillside. They hiked along.