Giving a hike in the mountains an erotically delicious idea. As we made our start up the mountain you took my hand in yours. A warm intoxicating smile...came across your face. Mischief was ablaze in your eyes. I could only imagine what was on your mind. Just a few more steps and we came to the bottom of a waterfall. Drawing me closer, you held my face in your hands and kissed my lips softly. Making my knees go weak a feeling of lust over came me. Could I actually make it up to the top of the. "So what shall I wear, Steve?" She asked looking through her case her big boobs swaying."Something cool?" I ventured"How about this?" she said squeezing her bosom into a thin cotten corset type top with buttons up the front. Her braless breasts were just about contained and you could make out her areola and nipples beneath the yellow fabric."Very good Vicky" I said smiling with encouragement.She then picked up a sarong type thing which was longer at one side and high on the hip at the other.. A lot of persons might even have not been able to define that "difference" for quite a while, merely knowing it exists. Eventually, though, they start figuring it out. They have a need to dress as the opposite gender, privately or publicly... or they need to find ways to express themselves, one way or another, as the opposite gender. In more extreme cases, the person comes to the realization that, mirrors notwithstanding, they ARE of the opposite gender from the one their genetics and physical. My boobs were pert and eye-catching and would be the envy of many a girl. Louisa smiled happily when I appeared back in the sitting room, and I blushed profusely when she said, “Wow, I should be jealous. You look great in that dress. Now, there is only one thing missing.”Louisa produced two short-haired wigs and put one on me and one on herself. “Now, you look like my sister, and I am your brother.”Louisa and I then spent a wonderful day together, chatting, playing board games, and enjoying.