Taboo Heat: Tales Too Hot To Handle
Jill squeezed my hand.
"Look."
"Where?"
"Over there, by the food table. Isn't that your Uncle and Aunt?"
I stared and we moved a little closer.
"It is. What the fuck?"
Jill pulled me away, "Why are they here?"
"Well, baby, maybe they like being nude."
"Not funny, buster. Your Aunt drinks too much, talks too much and is an obnoxious moron."
I laughed, yeah, that was my Aunt.
"She speaks highly of you."