He looked after his brother-in-law, surmising many of the latter's thoughts. "I know he hates my guts…" he thought, "after all, I married his sister and I fucked his mother. That's enough to get any man down!" He was inwardly very pleased about Jamie's discomfort, however, because he knew that his brother-in-law had always felt superior to him… in fact all of Tricia's family thought that she was too good for him… and now it was beginning to get pretty clear that… as a family, the Livingston's left something to be desired!

His ears still burned from the names Carrie had called him, right after that little scene with Jamie. After Jamie ran out of the room, she had turned on him… blaming him for everything… for putting the wrong video tape on the machine… she had actually accused him of substituting the tape of them fucking in her bedroom for the one of the family volley ball game! That woman had to be crazy! He smiled at her now, but even as he smiled, he felt a resentment for her welling up inside him. If she thought she could just use him like that and toss him off with a lot of dirty words, she was very wrong! She was the one who had started the whole thing by letting him finger her cunt on the back porch, and he really couldn't be blamed for taking her up on it. His manly pride was badly damaged, and this beautiful older woman was the cause of it. And he didn't intend to let her get away with it!

He felt his wife Tricia stir beside him. She had clapped her napkin to her face, and trying to stifle her sobs, she too asked to be excused. She had asked Ike to take her back to New York right away… but he had refused. He wanted to stick around Livingston's to get a few things straightened out! Besides, he felt Tricia couldn't have any really good reason for leaving anyway. She seemed to have been having a good enough time paling around with her "dear old daddy" during the last few days. She could just wait until he was ready to go now… after she had managed to drag him up to the stupid reunion in the first place!