Shortly after we were married, we decided to go up to Canada and go to a water amusement park. I had to do a lot of convincing, but I eventually talked Cairn into wearing a sleeve-less, white, wife-beater men's undershirt, two sizes too small. In addition, some high-step sandals, and a bikini bottom that only slightly hid her charms in front, but left nothing to one's imagination in the back, with just a string going up h...