Friday Evening — Natalie's POV
By the time dinner wrapped up, I was ready to go home.
Don't get me wrong. I'd enjoyed myself.
Valerie had prepared an amazing dinner, our families had gotten along wonderfully.
I'd even managed to get Butcher to feed and burp his niece.
I'm call that a successful evening.
But my feet were swollen, my back ached, and my parents were exhausted from traveling.
After thanking Jack and Valerie for having us, we said our goodbyes.
Once home, everyone changed into something comfortable.
Dad came downstairs wearing shorts, while Mom changed into one of her favorite silk nightgowns.
As for me? An oversized sleep shirt and comfortable shorts sounded like heaven.
Despite my parents owning a nudist and swingers resort, they'd always maintained boundaries when
