"You know that promotion I've been bucking for?" he asked, his twinkling eyes betraying the rest.

"Daddy! That's terrific!" she shrieked and hugged him fiercely. Her father had been working his ass off as a salesman for a local automobile replacement parts manufacturer. He'd just been picked to move into the position of Regional Sales Manager. It meant a hefty raise.

"But what's that got to do with – oh! You're going to take a long vacation!" All the brochures described far-off wonderful places, the sort of places she dreamed of visiting herself one day, when she was old enough to leave Belleville, Ohio and strike out on her own.

Her father smiled broadly. Amy had always thought her daddy was handsome, but now she looked at him with a woman's eyes as well. He was a big man, ruggedly handsome, with thick black hair just beginning to gray at the temples.

"Yes, we'd like to take a vacation – if that's alright with you?"

"With me?" She looked to her mother, the source of her own slender frame and flowing blonde hair.

"That's right," her mother answered. "You see, it would just be your father and I." Amy noticed the way her parents touched hands across the table – like two kids her own age. "And it would mean that we couldn't go to the mountains this summer."

Amy succeeded in looking just disappointed enough to seem believable. She wouldn't have to leave town this summer! Uninterrupted fucking!

"Well, I think it would be neat for the two of you to go off all alone," Amy said. "I don't mind if Billy doesn't." Billy was her brother. He was seventeen. He was usually a tolerable brother and was sort of attractive in his clumsy adolescent fashion.

"Billy is going to go to the Explorers' jamboree," her father explained. "He thinks the trip is a good thing for us, too. We were planning to take our little trip while he was there."