Lucas We packed for our upcoming vacation. Kennedy needed some new swimwear. So I pulled out the old Maserati and we drove to a swanky boutique at the end of town. Oaksprings wasn't exactly teeming with swimwear. I jumped out and tucked my shirt into my grey slacks. I wore a black button down shirt and Ken insisted I wear dress shoes. I preferred my old grass stained tennis shoes. I held the store's door open for her. A plump woman in a purple pant suit showed us to a very small rack of swim suites. Kennedy pulled a tiny white bikini off the rack. She went into the changing room but refused to come out. " No one is here, just show me." I said leaning against the wall. She reluctantly came out. She looked beautiful. The little bikini left nothing to the imagination. " I c

