Blushing already, I stripped down to my bra and panties. They were my favorite set, black and lacy and very sexy. I stroked by small breasts through t...e bra and wished they were larger, even though Nick had told me he preferred small breasts. I slipped the flannel shirt over my head and looked at myself in the mirror. The shirt barely covered my panties, and my legs looked long and smooth and tan, all the way down to my small bare feet. My hair looked attractively tousled. I felt happy and. Kat’s mom made fish and chips. The fish had been caught today and was delicious. I made a pig of myself. Kat told me after dinner that it was a big compliment to her mom. My mom and Mr. and Mrs. Stevia became fast friends. Turns out Mrs. Stevia knew more English than she let on. She just didn’t speak it well. Kat and I excused ourselves to go talk in their library.I was surprised when she kissed me. I looked at her funny and she laughed at me.“That was for making Papa happy. He was worried I. “I love you too Nicole. Jesse and you are the two best sisters in the world,” I replied.Then she leaned in for a kiss on the cheek.“Well thank you. You are a good brother too. You always say thank you and are polite in every way possible. But you really like feeling my boobs?” Nicole asked.“Yes, I love it Nicole. You have really great boobs. They are nice and firm too,” I replied.“Could I kiss you on the lips real quick?” Nicole asked.“Yes, I like that,” I replied.Then she leaned in once again. The back had a sign-up to have their pictures taken with a fish, in case they needed to convince someone they were on a fishing trip, rather than a female makeover. It was important to make our guests feel comfortable. The brochure provided a diversion for the twenty-minute ride to minimize interaction and any awkwardness they might have as men, being with other men, knowing their reason for being there. When we arrived at the motel, I walked the three to the counter while Joe took care of.