Now understand, I don't go around kissing my sister, at least not like that. This was not a sisterly peck, but a full on, wet, bit of tongue kiss. A heated kiss. Why the kiss? Well, I have to start at the beginning... -- This is a story of my sister and I sharing a romantic moment. Ok, fucking. Teenagers and incest. Read on!
Kennedy takes on a job as a barkeep at a traveling renaissance faire where she encounters a member of the McPhallus clan for a steamy and naughty affair.
A story about changing conditions in a marriage and the cost of not dealing realistically with those changes. This is a different story by my standards. It is shorter, harder edged and there are no side trips to exotic places. Like other stories, this has a Hemingway title, which approximates the theme.