I never talked about family with him. He, in contrast, bragged about his, especially the kids. From what he said his wife was a good mother but a mess...y housekeeper and a lousy cook who thought the grocery food aisles were frozen, canned, dairy and cereal. She never cooked from scratch. His requests for Italian food were met with microwaved, frozen ravioli and boiled spaghetti with canned sauce.His expensive clothes weren’t poorly ironed, they weren’t ironed and he looked scruffy unless he had. James led Ally to thecouch and knelt down taking off Ally's heels, then gently rolling thestockings off her legs. Next he slid down the garter belt and suspendersand guided Ally up gently by her chin as they kissed again.James leaned her against a wall and Ally wrapped her legs around James asJames kissed her neck. Enjoying the experience of being the girl Allywhispered in James' ear and unwrapped her legs. She took off her bra andearrings and led James back to the couch.James took off his. He did enjoy the swing, as did all three ladies. The two little ones were put down on a blanket, to roll and crawl around. We had to be careful, as both of them tried to eat the bugs they captured.The girls said they wanted to move around to St. Thomas the next day, so we went to bed early.We left at about six, to motor around the island. We finally arrived at a fancy yacht club, where we had reservations. We had to do a cursory customs check, but we were soon docked in a slip, with the girls. " Why the hell didn't you ever tell me about it?" she asked, slugging his shoulder in mock anger. "Four years of your own private peep-show!" Are you kidding? What was I going to say - 'Hey, Sis! Come on down to my room tonight and we can watch Mom and Dad fucking their brains out'?"Bill leaned over and ran one hand up his sister's thigh, pressed to his, and drew his face nearer to hers. In the dim light Gwen saw he had a Cheshire-cat grin."Of course, if I'd known then what I know now..." He.