Chapter 391 Something More:>>11

• "I think Emily should have to get naked," Mike said with a wicked grin.
• We were standing near the port cochere of our hotel, the Disney's Polynesian Village Resort, and waiting for our bus to arrive to take us to Hollywood Studios. The shade from the nearby overhang wasn't nearly enough to keep us cool on yet another epically hot mid-August morning. We were all half-awake, a bit hungover, and still coming to grips with how the previous day had gone.
• The four of us were on a couple's trip to Walt Disney World. My wife, Emily, and I had been invited to join Allison and her husband Mike on their summer vacation. Before this trip, we'd been perfectly normal, platonic married people. But something had happened at the happiest place on Earth, and we'd become something far less wholesome.