TICKS
"Don't you dare go in the house!"
I turned and saw it was my brother-in-law Aaron. My husband Jon and I were visiting Aaron and his wife Sissy, who is my husband's sister.
"What?" I asked.
"You've been down by the lake and you're probably covered with ticks. We don't want you carrying them into the house." He said.
"You didn't say anything before I went down there." I said.
"I didn't think you would be so stupid."
That pissed me off. Aaron could be an asshole.
My husband was off somewhere shopping at one of those outdoor stores that sell guns and fishing equipment and camping gear. Aaron and Sissy were sitting on the porch of their house. It was a wonderful place, overlooking a lake. It was the first time we'd visited them since they'd bought the house.
"What do you want me to do?" I asked Aaron.
"You need to be checked for ticks before you go inside."
I started to look at my arms and legs to see if there were any bugs on me, but Aaron said, "Some of them are so small that you can barely see them. They're the size of the head of a pin."
He was presenting me with an unsolvable problem. "So how do I check myself for ticks?"
"Start by taking off your clothes." He said.
"Ha! No fucking way, Aaron."
Then his wife, Sissy spoke up. "I can check you if you want."
I said, "Okay, let's go inside and you can check me for ticks."
Aaron said, "Honey, you can't go inside. The ticks have to stay out here. If the baby (they had a new baby) gets a tick on her, we'll never forgive you."
"So, I should strip outside?" I asked Sissy.
She said, "Come on over to the side yard. We'll do it there."
I followed her to the side yard where there was a wooden picnic table. It was still visible to Aaron where he was sitting.
I sat on the bench and Sissy began by carefully running her fingers through my long blonde hair, looking for ticks.
"You have beautiful hair." She said and I thanked her.
She looked at my neck and then pulled my sweatshirt over my head. I was wearing a sleeveless blouse underneath. Sissy looked at my arms, slowly running her fingers over my flesh. She lifted one arm and looked closely at my armpit. It tickled when she ran her fingers over me. Then, she checked the other arm the same way. It felt kinda' good, although I was a little embarrassed.
She said, "You have to take your shirt off. The little bastards can hide in cracks and crevasses."
I looked at her and determined that she was serious, so I pulled my blouse up over my head. Sissy unhooked my bra in the back. She said, "This too, okay?" I nodded agreement and was topless when she pulled the bra away. I had my hands over my breasts. Aaron seemed to reading and wasn't looking our way.
Sissy closely looked at my back and then had me lie back on the picnic bench. She looked at my stomach, putting her finger in my navel to feel for bugs, then moved to my breasts.