"That's different," Heather said, keeping a patient tone. This was notthe conversation she'd expected to have when she got home."No it's not," Zoe sai...d. "You forced me to wear disgusting dresses infront of disgusting literal incest cousins. Twice." Zoe inwardlygrinned a bit, imagining what her mother would say if she knew who hadbeen wearing them instead."Zoe, I didn't intend for you to be disgusted by them. I thought thatif you wore things like that enough, that you'd come to accept it andlike. If I ever find out you have touched Flossie Pendergast again, for any reason at all, I’ll castrate you in your sleep.”With that, she pulled her very best carving knife from inside the towel, where she had wrapped it up. It was the one with the needle-sharp point. It flashed in the air as her hand raised it, and Harvey screamed as he saw it falling toward his groin. She drove it clear through the mattress, about two inches from his crotch.She left it there, and stood up. “Now ... get dressed.. What the hell I thought, we were already sat next to each other half naked with my erection exposed and her in some very skimpy knickers and a tiny tee shirt, with my half naked wife sitting astride our knees. I started to push my trousers off completely and with that she wriggled her jeans down her legs and off too. Then I looked into her eyes and with a deep breath reached out and placed the palm of my hand on her bare midriff. With my first touch she quivered, her face flushed even more and. I wondered, “Am I normal to think about my husband back at home?” Rex has this disarming trait of lively conversation on one topic then quickly changing to a serious subject. He did it again! Rex first focused on our picnic, “How should we dress? Street clothes? I think jammies. Maybe I can find a way to build a little fire. Would the hotel have a hibachi we can borrow? I can certainly find some candles to enhance the campfire mood. We can spread the picnic blankets out, too.” Then, as we.