After getting home, we had to answer a ton of questions from the twins. They wanted to know where we'd been, what we'd been doing, what we ate, if we bought anything for them?
Telling them where we'd been was not a problem, telling them what we ate, and what we bought for them was not the problem at all. The problem came with the question of what we were doing.
I think Mary somehow already figured out the answer to that question because she just stood in one corner, smiling and raising her brows teasingly at me.
Well, we skipped the major details of what we were doing at that beach house because every part of our stay there contained PG contents… In fact it was more than PG, it was full blown R-21.
