Family Ties

Kirk and Dawn were sitting on the other side of the stairs from us, and while he was talking to my dad about the Navy, she’d been waiting for a lull in our conversation.

“Hey, Erin,” she said, “you mentioned Mock Trial earlier. What’s that about?”

“It’s one of the clubs at school,” Erin said. “We…”

Christy and I listened as Erin explained the background of the trial and her role in it (she was a defense attorney). Dawn said she’d wanted to go to law school before she discovered her affinity for the stock market, so she and Erin had plenty to talk about.

On the other side of us, Doug and Olivia were talking with Susan and my mom about the camp.

Since no one was paying attention to Christy and me, I moved my hand to her lap and gently tickled her bush. I didn’t want to distract or embarrass her, so I simply curled my finger through her pubes, mostly as a silent preview of what I was going to do to her later.

The conversations continued around us, but neither of us were in the mood for chit-chat.

She wanted to be alone as much as I did, but she wasn’t assertive enough to say so. I lasted another fifteen minutes before I couldn’t stand it anymore.

“You ready to head to the room?” I asked her quietly.

I waited for a break in Mom and Susan’s conversation and then said, “I think we’re gonna head up.”

They nodded in understanding.

“What time do you wanna leave in the morning?” I asked Dad.

“I was thinking after breakfast.”

“Have you checked the weather?”

“Fine in the morning, but winds picking up and a low-pressure front moving in later.

”

“Welcome to the Carolina piedmont,” Kirk said. “If you don’t like the weather, wait a minute.”

“It’s the same where we live,” I said. “The mountains play havoc with the weather patterns.”

Dad nodded and said, “Which is why I’d like to take advantage of the good weather in the morning, especially since we’re headed into the front.”

“Roger that,” Kirk and I said at the same time, and we shared a grin.

“We’ll be ready to leave after breakfast,” I added. “In the meantime, we’re going to head up.”

Christy and I climbed out of the hot tub. The temperature had dropped since sundown, and our bare skin steamed in the cool evening air. Our towels were cold but dry, so we wrapped them around us and said goodnight to the

Back in the room we didn’t waste time with foreplay. I simply pulled off her towel, threw mine after it, and picked her up.