"What was Mom talking to you about?" Amber said, as she sidled up next to him, pressing her mostly uncovered body into his.
"Nothing important." He said.
"I'm feeling really horny." She said, in a totally matter-of-fact kind of way.
"Me too, baby, me too. Wait up for me tonight. I'll try and come to your room."
"Goody. The hotel has a beauty salon; I think I'll go and get waxed, just so I'm extra smooth for you."
"You do that, pumpkin."
Amber, like her mother a few moments earlier, stood up and walked away. Doug sat there, swigging a beer, wondering what the evening would bring; a feeling of unease in the pit of his stomach. The night's events would certainly not go as he had expected, that was for sure.
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The family ate together in the main dining room, Benjy gleefully showing off
