"The judge looked up."Do you have any questions?" No, Your Honor," said Claire, weakly."Then you are no longer married, Miss Bonneville. Angela knows ...here to pick up the paperwork that will confirm that officially. She can also advise you on changing your name, should you desire to do so. Have a nice day and please get out of my courtroom so I can deal with all those people in the hallway."Claire was waiting outside Chad's classroom as the bell rang and the hallway was filled with chattering,. We picked up everything, from new vests, panties, some unisex T-shirts and then it was the bra time. I was so pleased by the caring nature of my brother that I decided to let him choose what he liked to see me into!“Why don’t you choose the ones that will look best on this slut, Bhai (brother)?” “Bras don’t suit you, Sissy! We’ll rope up those boobs tight and then gang-bang you at my friend’s farm-house! Don’t you remember, you little piece of ass, How you begged for cum?”I smiled and looked. As usual, we fell asleep with me cuddled into her bottom with my hand resting on her breast. This was my absolutely favourite thing to do.Once again, right on noon, Greg drove up and called out to us. By this stage Shirley and I had enjoyed each other's bodies yet again, had a rather late breakfast and dressed waiting for Greg. This time Shirley was wearing a shirt and shorts, but I encouraged her not to wear a bra and leave at least the top two buttons undone, so that I could get brief. It wasn’t really next to ours, being almost 100 feet away, but “next to” was apt enough. Stan was tall and wiry thin, and Terri was almost the exact opposite, a petite woman with short blond hair and smallish, cone-shaped breasts.I found out that the Coulters, Gina’s family, were staying in the cabin above ours on the ridge. Dwight and Karen Delozier were staying in the cabin beyond Stan and Terri Dunbar’s.Mom also told us that a new family had come to the camp. I perked up at this news, and so.