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There was a tightness to
the atmosphere when I got back to the kitchen.
I know that seems like a "Gee ... ya think?" kind of comment, but I
want you to think about it like this.
Imagine standing on the street, getting ready to cross, when
notice, a car swerves around the corner and somebody starts shooting at
of the window as it roars past. You
don't get hit. Okay, now imagine the
same scenario, but when that car roars around the corner, there is no
shooter. Instead, the swerving car
almost hits you, but then is gone into the night.
Both of those cause an
upset in your life, obviously, but only one of them causes a
monumental change in the way you look at
the world. A simple, swerving car is
something we understand, and can deal with.
Accidents happen. But when somebody tries to kill you, the world
in a way that changes you as well.
Nobody tried to kill
Hannah, but the visual evidence, followed by her "investigation" of
the events she had blithely walked into, was an event that changed the
and Hannah herself, forever.
I'm going to risk one
analogy before I go on and describe the succeeding events.
Imagine you're taking a
stroll in the night and a space ship lands in the park you're walking
through. It's shocking on a number of
levels. Maybe you didn't believe aliens
existed. Maybe you're scared, because
the only information you have to work with are all those old alien
movies. Maybe you're elated that you
might get to be the first person on Earth to try to communicate with
How this analogy applies
to Hannah is that first one. Her system
of beliefs was required to change more or less instantly.
What she had not believed could "be"
was revealed to her in shocking detail as being very real indeed.
Hannah, within the space
of an hour or two, was exposed to a new world in which her brother
... and make love to ... more than one woman.
In fact, more than two women.
And it was just as obvious that all three
women loved him back. True, it wasn't
the traditional kind of love that is in all the books and movies, and
insist on teaching to our children. Our
lives are full of those "truths" that are passed down in oral
tradition, and which have even become codified in law.
"Killing people is bad" is a good
example. We make that a black and white
decision when we talk about it with our children. But
the fact is there are people in the world
who need to be killed, because they
are dangerous to everyone else. Oh, you
can lock them in a cage, but all that's doing is killing them slowly.
The point is that Hannah
discovered something that was so new, and so different than how she'd
the world "was" that, like that person standing in the park looking
at the glowing bulk of an honest-to-Pete space
ship, her beliefs changed. Before
this, I was just her brother.
Now I was a man who could
somehow love multiple women, and make that work.
I know that's
things, but I promised to get on, and you needed to understand
this before I did.
And yes, I know that
I promised to only use one more analogy, I used two.
Sue me. You really need to
understand why Hannah made some of the decisions she did.
And that's because none
us realized what was going on inside her while all this was going on.
For us, I was the brother
who had betrayed her trust, and violated her daughter.
For Kat, she was the girl who had dreamed of
being with me like she recently had been, and was terrified that her
dream-come-true was going to be ripped away from her.
And for Hannah, she knew she was supposed to
be furious, but was
experiencing emotions, and having ideas that were way outside
her comfort zone.
Basically, Hannah was
thinking that, if I could handle three women ... might I be able to
Her daughter had
how all of this was the result of a long held dream coming true.
fantasies about me were back, and now there was evidence that her dream could potentially come true
As I said, when I came
the atmosphere was tense. Each of us, as
I have described, had our own thoughts.
It was silent when I came
in, and stayed that way.
I sat down.
I looked at Kat, who glanced my way and then
I looked at Hannah, who
seemed to be somewhere else in her mind.
Decisions had to be made.
"So what now?" I
Both women stirred,
around to no real purpose.
Caitlin's voice was high. "Why did
you come here?"
"A woman can't visit
"You know what I
mean." There was a spark of
confidence in Caitlin that had been missing for quite some time.
"Did you think something was going
sex?" Hannah barked another
laugh. "Good grief, no.
That was the farthest thing from my
mind. I just came to ride with you on
the way back home ... to have an adventure.
You always talk about how much fun these trips are.
I just wanted to see what it was like."
That's awesome!" Caitlin's voice
was full of enthusiasm.
"I'm surprised you
feel that way," said Hannah, dryly.
"Oh, come on,"
snorted Caitlin. "How many mothers want to do what their daughters love
Again, while we did not
know it, Hannah received this in a slightly different manner than
"Well, that's why I
came," she said, her voice sounding odd.
Imagine somebody saying, "That was a wonderful meal," in a
voice that sounds like it should be used for, "I think my water just
and it's time to go to the hospital."
Her voice just didn't match what it uttered.
"Can we still do
that?" asked Caitlin.
I didn't know what to
think about that. I assumed Kat was
simply trying to talk about anything other than what we'd been
talking about. And I
assumed that Hannah's intentions had changed.
"I don't see why
not," said Hannah, in that same strange voice.
Now my imagination tried
to supply a vision of what that might be like.
At one point, while I was
on top of Kat, pressed deep and rotating my loins to get her off, I
about our upcoming trip to return her to California.
In the past, we'd visited primarily tourist
traps, and had stayed in motels. I'd
always gotten two rooms. As Caitlin
squirmed and moaned under me, filled with my incestuous penis, I
camping out with her this year. When you
camp out in a tent, you tend to go to bed early because it's dark and
nothing to do.
I imagined something to do in the darkness inside the tent.
And I imagined us seeing more of each other's naked bodies, than of knick knack stands, six-legged cows and giant balls of twine.
Of course Hannah didn't fit into that vision of the trip, and I got back to thinking about renting two rooms and seeing more tourist traps.
I was pretty sure that, considering what everybody would be thinking about, it just wouldn't be the same carefree kind of trip it had been in the past.
"Do you really think that's a good idea?" I asked. "I can put you two on a plane and you'll be home in time to watch NCIS."
I smiled, showing them both how helpful I was trying to be.
"I just got off a plane," said Hannah. "I don't want to get right back on one."
"I think it would be
great to take a trip together,"
gushed Caitlin. I was pretty sure she
thought this out at all.
"Don't you think
things would be ... uncomfortable?" I asked.
"Things are already
uncomfortable," said Hannah.
"All this is not going to go away.
We're going to have to talk about it, and make decisions and all
that. What better way to do that than on a
trip where all you have to do is
"What if we
argue?" asked Kat, finally starting to envision what I was envisioning.
"I don't think we'll
be arguing," said Hannah, and that strange note was back in her voice.
"I don't want to stop
loving Uncle Bob, Mother," said Caitlin, with surprising courage.
"I'm aware of
that," said Hannah. "I'm sure
that's one of the things we'll end up talking about."
She stood, abruptly.
For some reason my eyes went to her breasts,
which bobbed up and down under the silk blouse she was wearing.
I moved my eyes upwards, intentionally,
feeling a little guilty for having accidentally ogled her, only to find
watching my face.
"Sorry," I said,
knowing I was busted. Talk about jumping
from the frying pan into the fire.
are," she said. "You're a
piece of work, Bob. I had no idea you
were half satyr."
"I'm not," I
tried to argue.
"Oh yes you
are," she said firmly.
"There's plenty of evidence to support that position."
I guess I deserve that," I admitted,
reflecting on how she'd caught me sleeping with the musketeers, and
within three hours had stared at her breasts.
"What do you want me to do?"
"I haven't decided
yet," she said, but she didn't sound too sure of that.
"When do we leave?"
Caitlin. "We're really going to
drive home ... all three of us?"
She had obviously been thinking about that, and didn't sound
happy as she had when it had first been suggested.
"That's what I came
for," said Hannah. "Does he
let you drive?"
Caitlin, distracted. "He says I'm a
"Haven't I said that
too?" asked her mother.
"Yes, but you didn't
really mean it," said Caitlin.
Apparently she was right,
because Hannah didn't defend herself.
"I think we need to get on the road soon," she said, instead.
An hour and a half later
we had turned in Hannah's rental and were headed west.
I could go into
detail about the conversation during that first leg of the trip, but I
won't. Instead I'll just hit the high
Such as Hannah's opinion
that the reason Caitlin had fallen in love with me (her words!) was
hadn't had an adult, male role model in her life. Chad's
death had left a hole in the family
that had never been refilled. So there
had never been a man for a little girl to fall in love with, like most
girls do at one time or another, and then fall out of love with, at
Caitlin thought that was
silly, and opined that, if that was what had happened, it would have
that first summer, when she was around me for an extended period of
time. She claimed she'd always known I was
coolest uncle a girl could have, but she hadn't started having
"those" kinds of feelings for me until she was twelve or
"I still don't want
to marry him," she said at one point.
"I love him, and I always want him to be in my life in a
way, but I know I can't marry him."
"That's not how the
world works, dear," said her mother, who was sitting shotgun and turned
sideways in her seat so she could see both the driver (me) and her
the back seat.
"I don't see why
not," said Kat.
"And what happens
when you do get married? You think your
husband will think it's a ducky idea for you to run over to Uncle Bob's
so often and get your ashes hauled?"
"Who says I'm going
to get married at all?" said Kat.
"If you think I'm
going to my grave without grandchildren, you're not nearly as smart as
teachers think you are," said Hannah.
"Women have children
all the time without being married," snorted Kat.
than my daughter," muttered
Hannah, loud enough to be heard.
"It's way too soon to
think about grandchildren anyway, Mother," said Caitlin, seriously.
"That's years and years away."
"Not if you keep
having unprotected sex," said Hannah.
That's a pretty good
example of what went on for the first few hours. Then
I guess they got tired of wrangling,
because the conversation turned to where we were going, and what we
It was roughly eight
to Albuquerque, which has a lovely old town, and a pretty amazing
especially considering it's so far from the ocean.
I'd been there as a kid, and thought the
girls might enjoy it too. I remembered a
little shop that sold kaleidoscopes I had been fascinated with.
They were much too expensive back then, but
it was a different world now. I had
money, and I wanted a good one. And I
was pretty sure the ladies would enjoy shopping in that area too.
We rotated driving, each
going a couple of hours before changing off.
We also rotated seats. When I was
in the back seat, I napped. I'm pretty
sure I was the only one who did that.
Neither woman wanted me talking to the other without being able
what was said. That's just my opinion,
It was about four PM when
we got there, and it was decided we'd take a quick tour of Old Town, to
where to come back to the next day after we checked out of the hotel,
before we got on the road again. Once
they were there, though, they didn't want to leave, and I had to drag
two hours later.
By then we were all
and wanted to get to the hotel. We opted
for fast food on the way.
Which brings us to the
accommodations for the night.
I assumed there would be
two rooms, one for each gender. Even so,
I resisted the idea of going someplace cheap.
I'd gone online, and found a place called Hotel Cascada, which
own indoor water park, and looked pretty good in the pictures at their
site. And it wasn't terribly expensive
either. So I handed my credit card to
Hannah and said, "Get whatever kind of room you want."
What I meant was that she could get a fancy
room, or the one that came with water park tickets, or the spa
whatever. I told her I didn't care what
she got for me, since all I planned on doing was going swimming and,
dinner, watching some TV before turning in to be ready to drive in the
"Got it," she
said, and climbed out of the driver's seat.
Catlin stayed in the back seat, where she was at the moment.
"She doesn't seem so
mad now," said Kat.
"I'm not sure that's
true," I said. "This isn't
something she's going to just forget and forgive."
"I can't believe she
wanted to drive back."
"Maybe she's trying
to moderate things. The last thing I
want is for there to be lifelong trouble between us.
I hope she feels the same way."
"I'm not giving you
up," she said, stubbornly.
"How about we worry
about that after you graduate," I said.
"That's so long from
now," she moaned.
"Your senior year of
high school will be fun and full of interesting things," I said.
I can't wait
to be done with school."
"You won't be.
You'll be going on to college."
"I don't know, but I
know it will be different."
Such are the 'truths'
young people know.
We saw Hannah walking
to the car, and stopped talking.
Hannah's breasts were bouncing as she walked, but there was no
could catch me watching them this time, so I looked.
Maybe I am half
She looked like an older,
more mature, more seasoned Caitlin, which is to say she looked very
indeed. She had stayed in shape and,
once again, I was surprised that some man hadn't battered down her
She got in and started
car, handing a little packet with key cards in it to Caitlin.
said Hannah, steering between two buildings.
"It's supposed to be in the middle of the back side of this
building, with a view of the pool."
"There are three
cards in here," said Caitlin, pulling them out.
"There are three of
us, dear," said her mother.
"Which one is for
They're all the same."
It was exceedingly quiet
in the car as Hannah parked in the middle of the building.
There was a doorway that went inside. Each
room had its own balcony. I noticed these
things, but only
"Uncle Bob doesn't
have his own room?" asked Caitlin, making it crystal clear she'd
the same thing I had.
Hannah reached for one of
the key cards.
said, and got out. She leaned back
in. "You two can bring the luggage
up. I can't wait another minute to take a
Then she walked off,
toward the entrance.
Caitlin and I just sat
there, our jaws hanging.
"She must think I'd
try to sneak off and sleep with you," said Caitlin, eventually.
"Maybe," I said,
my mind whirling.
"But that's silly,"
said Caitlin. "I'd be crazy to try
"Yeah," I said,
"Not that I wouldn't
think about it," she said.
"Yeah," I said,
still trying to understand what was going on.
"We could go
swimming," said Kat. "We know
how to do it in the pool." She
giggled. "Boy, if I could actually
tell people what happened this summer, what great stories I could tell."
"Not a good
idea," I said, finally paying attention to what she was saying.
"We'd better get the stuff up
"I guess so," she
Between the two of us, it
took two trips to get all the suitcases inside.
Caitlin had two, which were heavy enough that she struggled with
hers at a time. I took mine and
Hannah's. Each of us had only one.
The room turned out to be a suite, with a
living room that had a TV in it, along with a comfortable looking couch
easy chair. There was a hallway between
that room and the bedroom, that had a kitchenette on one side and the
on the other. We could hear the shower
running in the bathroom as we took Caitlin's and her mother's bags into
bedroom. I left mine sitting beside the
couch, which is where I now thought I would be sleeping.
Then we went back to the car and I brought in
Caitlin's second bag, while she brought in her mother's carryon bag,
stuffed as full as possible.
Then we didn't know quite
what to do. The shower wasn't on any
more, but Hannah was still in there. I
was standing beside the kitchenette, trying to decide if I wanted to
make a cup
of coffee in the coffee maker on the counter, when it sank in that the
Hannah had been wearing, including her lacy under things, were lying in
on the edge of the king size bed. I was
trying to decide whether to call through the door myself, or have
it, to offer to hand her in some clothes, when the bathroom door opened
came out, wearing only a towel. It was a
big towel, but there was a lot of skin to cover, and the towel wasn't
to the challenge. It covered her breasts,
but came distressingly high up on her thighs.
I didn't want to get caught gawking again, so I looked away
"Now I feel human
again," she sighed. It would be
tempting to say she didn't look human.
That was mostly because her hair was hanging
down in fuzzy, not quite wet masses. She
had obviously just rubbed her head dry with a towel.
"Where's my bag? I need a brush."
I pointed mutely toward
the bedroom, and she went that way.
Caitlin came into the hallway from the living room, where she'd
channel surfing. She saw the open
Again, I pointed mutely
toward the bedroom. She went in her
"Mom!" came her
shocked voice. "You're naked!"
"I should have
thought to say that this morning," came Hannah's voice.
"Caitlin! You're naked!" she aped.
"Uncle Bob's right in
there!" hissed Kat.
"I saw him
naked. Don't you think it's fair if he
gets to see me naked too?"
That one word communicated much more than a
mere form of address. It was a denial.
"What does it matter,
"What if I took my
clothes off and pranced around?" asked Caitlin, thinking she was clever.
"He's already seen
that. Probably multiple times."
Now it was a word of protest.
"You could use a
shower too, Dear," said Hannah. I
could just see her, in my imagination, wrinkling her nose.
"So you can be alone
with Uncle Bob like that?"
"You are jealous!
"I am not jealous.
I just know him. He
has a weakness for pretty women."
honored," said Hannah.
"Mom, you know
you're beautiful," snorted
Caitlin. "I've told you that hundreds of times."
"Well Uncle Bob would
think so too," said Kat.
"Shall we ask
You can't go out there
like that, Mom!"
"Because he'd never
look at me again," moaned Caitlin.
"Awww, you're so
sweet. But you're wrong.
Despite what you may think, I know him better
than you do. And for him to have been in
the situation I found you in this morning, something very important
happened. You got under his skin in a
way no other woman ever has."
"You don't know
that," said Caitlin. "Maybe he
has wild sex parties all the time when I'm not there."
"Do you believe
It was silent for several
"No ... but ..."
Bob doesn't let women complicate his life,
just like I don't let men complicate mine.
We can talk about this later. You
stink. Go take that shower."
It was quiet again, until
Kat spoke. "Can I get naked, like
you, before I go in there?"
I heard a sigh.
"My brother is half satyr, and my
daughter is a hussy."
"Promise me you'll
get dressed before Uncle Bob sees you," said Kat.
Now go, naked or not."
A minute later Kat
from the bedroom, to find me fiddling with the coffee maker.
"Did you hear any of
that?" she asked.
"Any of what?" I
"Never mind. I'm
going to take a shower."
"I figured I'd just
go swimming," I said. "It's
the same thing."
"Ewwww, no it's
not!" she groaned. "That's
nasty. You should always shower before
you get in the pool."
"Did you do that at
different," she said, completely convinced that, for some reason, it
actually was different. "I
won't be long, and then you can take
"Got it," I
"And don't go in the
bedroom," she said.
"Got it," I said
She hadn't closed the
for more than sixty seconds before Hannah came out of the bedroom.
She hadn't obviated her promise to
Caitlin. She had put
She smiled at me, wearing
only a maroon panty and bra set, as she breezed past me to go into the
room, where she settled on the couch and made herself comfortable,
picking up the remote and playing with the TV.
I was in a quandary.
I had been instructed not
to go into the bedroom. I was pretty
sure that proscription would have been withdrawn, had Kat known the
situation. But she didn't.
And women are funny, sometimes, about logic.
Still, I was pretty sure
that if I made myself comfortable in the living room, as Hannah had,
unhappiness would flow like a flash flood in an arroyo like we'd seen
of coming into New Mexico.
So I made a cup of coffee
and sipped it, standing right where I was.
Hannah kept looking my way, but I ignored her.
That wasn't easy. That bra and
panty set looked like it was
designed to be worn with one of those slinky evening gowns, that show
reminiscent of the Grand Canyon, and can be worn with a skirt that's
slit up to
the hip. The panties rose high on her
hips, and then plunged in a narrow V to cover the good bits.
I was pretty sure sparks
would fly anyway, but at least I wouldn't be caught in the eruption.
Caitlin's shower was a
quick one. Maybe she didn't trust her
mother. I don't know.
What I do know is that she came out wearing a
towel too, and looked surprised to see me
standing there. Her hair was wet,
not messy, like Hannah's had been. I'd
seen her dry her hair, and because it was so long, the way she did it
letting it hang down in front of her in a mass, and patting it with
towels. She could have done a commercial
for Lady Godiva Chocolates. And they'd
have sold a ton of chocolates.
I nodded toward the
room. She looked, and tensed.
"So that's how
it's going to be," she
I remained mute, still
trying to stay out of any cross fire that might begin.
Caitlin simply tugged at
towel until it hung, gripped only in one hand.
Then she leaned up and
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