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“Did you really know?” Christy asked.

“Of course. But you wanted to check out Erin as much as she did you.

So… I figured I might as well enjoy it.”

She rolled her eyes.

“My sentiments exactly,” Erin said, although she didn’t move to another shower.

We rushed through washing and rinsing and then everyone used a sink.

Christy and I shared like we did at home, with me standing behind her. My dick “accidentally” touched her bare butt several times, and she grinned at me in the mirror.

Back in the room, she dried her hair while I packed our dress clothes in the hanging bag and pulled the sheets off the bed.

“Next time let’s just share a suitcase,” I said.

“You mean like a real couple?” Her smile was pure pleasure.

“Unless you have a problem with your delicates traveling with my boxers.”

“My delicates can travel with yours any time.”

“We aren’t talking about underwear anymore, are we?”

I laughed and kissed her and then surveyed the room for anything we’d left.

“Yes, sir. Let’s go.”

I opened the door just as Dad was getting ready to knock.

Susan was waiting for us in the station wagon. We loaded our things in the back and then climbed in. She handed us breakfast sandwiches wrapped in wax paper.

“Dawn wasn’t sure what kind of vegetarian you are,” she told Christy as she gave her two specially wrapped sandwiches. “So we made one with egg and cheese and one with just cheese.”

“I eat eggs,” Christy said.

Thank you very much.”

“My pleasure.” She put the car in gear and accelerated up the hill. “I also

packed the rest of your fruit and vegetables for the flight. Just in case.”

“She burned a lot of calories this morning,” I said.

“Be nice, Paul,” Susan chided.

“Worst boyfriend ever,” Erin said.

Susan eyeballed her in the rearview mirror. “The same goes for you.”

“Yes, Mom,” Erin said with affectionate sarcasm.

“I thought you said she was acting like a grown-up,” Susan said to Mom.

“Only with me. You’re on your own.”

“You’re right about that,” Susan said fondly.

Christy reached over and squeezed my hand. Then Susan glanced at us in the rearview mirror.

“It was a pleasure to meet you, Christy,” she said. “You’ll have to visit in the summer when you can enjoy the lake and everything else we have to offer.”

“I’d like that,” Christy said. “And it was a pleasure to meet you, too.