I continued along the path and heard some yelling. I hurried until I could see something. It was a small group of people, if you could call eight-foot... tall bright red men people, attacking a single farmstead. I could see (with the binoculars) that an arrow had wounded one of the red men, and that they were behind cover.I eased up behind them. I heard a voice in my head saying, "Help me, please, they will kill me and steal my food."I guess they heard it, too. They all turned toward me and. When he came back, he told us Katie had took off and told that was it and he could make his own way home but as the last train had gone he was stuck, so of course we said he could come to our hotel. We had plenty of alcohol in our room so as soon as we got back we all had a quick couple of drinks and it was obvious that we were all more than a little drunk. I apologized to Craig that our behaviour had caused what had happened, he said it was ok and that Katie had always been very unadventurous. A few hours later, Marlene was in my bed snoring away. I was on the couch in the living room having a beer when I heard the top stair creak and the patter of feet."Hello, Chip. Where's Marlene?" Resting. Want a beer?" No thanks."She curled up on the other end of the couch and pulled the tee shirt around her. Any man who says tee shirts don't talk has never seen a woman in one. The way she tucks the damn thing around her talks, sings songs, and dances.Cindy Lou was wearing one of Dad's 2XXL tee. She would climax, often more than once, as I described exactly what I would like to experience.We had two terrific kids, a boy and a girl, who were just entering their teens, and of course, they knew that mom and dad enjoyed sex. We made a point of educating them about the facts of life, but did not involve them in our sexual pleasures. From time to time, we would occasionally get away for a romantic weekend to Las Vegas, Sedona or another location where we could relax and fuck our brains out..