I slowly turned to see the giant hairy man who, no doubt had a giant hairy spider like Frank as a pet. He was grinning from ear to ear. And again, arousal disappeared faster than it had appeared in the first place.
"We'll just be going now." Beth grabbed my arm.
"Turn around," I snapped at the man who was still watching.
He laughed.
"I will drown you."
He stood to his full height of at least seven feet.
Gulping I pointed. "I will die trying to drown you."
He smirked but finally turned around, giving Beth a chance to jump out of the water and put on her clothes.
"Nice," she whispered, while I threw on my shirt and jeans.
"What?"
"You threatening a man three times your size."
"Let's not exaggerate." I snorted. "He's like twice my size. "
"Whatever helps you sleep at night."
"Let's go!" our guide yelled from his perch on the rock.
"Shit, shit!" I called.
"What are you doing?"
I grinned. "Calling my donkey."
Donkey, the bad ass, rounded the corner and hee-hawed.
Beth patted my shoulder. "You do realize you're riding a donkey, and you're a democrat, right? And you yell shit shit instead of his name?"
"Admit it." I elbowed her. "If you were undecided, you would totally vote for me if I had a donkey named Shit."
"I would. If I was undecided," she admitted.
"See?"
"But, sorry, Senator. I'm a republican."
"What?"
"Let's go!" the guide yelled again.
"Well, shit."
Hee-haw!
Chapter Eighteen
"You say that the senator was… peaked?" The agent cleared his throat. "In what way?"
Grandma examined her nails. "In the same way you are when you lust over that blond agent who cuffed me."