And quite a reunion it was, along with yourself, your mother and 2 sisters, around 6 cousins, 4 aunts and many others were coming. But apart from bein... a big family you had always noticed your cousins and relatives were ver attractive so you were hoping some of them would be up for a little fun this week.You arrived at 3 O' clock on a monday. There you found out and you were the first to arrive. There to greet you was Mrs. Baxter, the cook with her husband Mr Baxter, the Butler. They greeted. Climbing into the driver’s seat of my car, my mind is flooded with little inconsistencies in his behaviour lately. Little mood changes, moving a little too fast to the cell when he receives a text, things like that. As I start the car I am aware that over the next few hours lots of little realisations will occur to me that I will read or misread in light of this new development. How am I going to handle this? How will I endure the pain and the hurt? How will I face him? I suddenly remember I. I tried to see if there was any panty lines through the material, but didn't see any. My wife stumbled up to our room saying something about getting her friend some pillows and blankets. I kept her friend company, pretty much holding her up from falling flat on her face. At one point she said she needed to pee, and I walked her to the bathroom. She went right in, leaving the door wide open and pulled up her skirt and plopped down to piss. She was oblivious to the fact I was standing right there. Near the end of the hallway they enter a small bedroom.Without prompting, she immediately disrobes, folds her few items of clothingand places them neatly in the wardrobe. As she stands before him, shivering,she asks herself what she?s managed to get herself into this time. Immediatelyshe knows the answer: a test of sorts, as always. But am I ready? She doesn?t notice she?s asked the question out loud untilhe responds: if you were not ready, you would not be here. As obvious as thestatement.