However, he doesn’t let me cuss and even one time when I said the B-word he pulled down my swim trunks and swatted my bare backside right there in The Shack. It didn’t hurt, but it was sure embarrassing. I should tell you that he warned me like three times about not saying it before he finally yanked down my trunks, and gave me a swat.
When he asked me about Maine I didn’t know how to respond to him except to shrug my shoulders and tell him that it wasn’t John’s idea.
“It’s my mom’s idea. Well I mean sort of…” I trailed off before adding, “Actually it was grandpa and grandma Gains idea.”
“Them your mom’s folks?” he asked while fumbling with the gold chain around his neck.