We had all been drinking and it was getting late, when I heard him call down to me, to come up and see something on the computer.When I got into the r...om they were both huddled at the screen, 'Here take a look and tell us what you think'?They were looking at Pizza Dares, young girls dropping towels, some asking the Pizza guy to stand alongside and have their photo taken, and one girl inserting a dong up her anus and answering the door.They both watched my face for a reaction, which never. However when they had retired from the farm she and her husband had come down to live as they had no children of their own and they wanted to be nearer her sister. When her husband had died, they had both sold their smaller houses, bought this one, a moved in together to set up this little bed and breakfast business."It is not that we really need the money" Margaret had gone onto explain. "But it keeps gives us an interest and we meet a lot of nice people."And occasionally some that are not. "She handed me a bag, which contained two boxes. Each box had a breast form in it. They had weight. They jiggled when I moved them. They had nipples and everything. They were flesh colored, and they looked just like real breasts.Penny showed me how to attach them with some special glue so that they did not move. Then she put my bra on, over the top. I looked in the mirror, and I gasped. It looked like I had tits now. It looked like *I* was a chick. By the time I had the rest of my tennis outfit. ” Kyle laughed at me.“Not tonight, we weren’t. Wasn’t the right time.”“Aw. Too bad. So sad.”“Go to bed, Ramie. You look like you’ve been up for days. I’ll call you for breakfast.” Kyle headed for his door and I turned to go into my room.Up for days? Yeah, I have been. And I’m worried about Miranda.Seemed like nothing happened for weeks except we went to school and worked our asses off on the ranch. And Kyle and I worked up a rudimentary business plan. It was nice that Aubrey was over and helped.