“You’ve been gone a long time, G2. You just passing through?” He nodded and looked up at the sky. “Yes,” Granny said, “almost time for the...weather to change. You’ll be heading south with the birds, I suppose. What’s it like in the South? I imagine it’s all sunny beaches that you vacation on in the winter, isn’t it G2? Pretty girls in bikinis bringing you wine with a little umbrella in it. How I envy you traveling around. I can’t move from my spot, I tell you. Wouldn’t last a day if I had to. It was an unusually warm day for late November. The dude took off his hunting jacket and made himself comfortable on a boulder. He surveyed the cove while drinking my wine. It was about 1:00 in the afternoon and he was probably done hunting for the day. When he was half way through the bottle, he became visibly more relaxed and settled in. He put the bottle down, grabbed the base of his thermal shirt with both hands, and pulled it off over his head in one motion. Until that point, I couldn't. Without much ado, Lacey was the first to strip out of her clothes to reveal a skimpy, colourful bikini with mere sandwich-size triangles covering her nipples and the vee between her thighs. Max found himself swallowing convulsively at the sight of her, hiding his reaction as he offloaded the coolers from the car, not sure he really wanted anyone to notice him ogling his own sister.Mae was shedding her own clothes at a more demure pace, and left Lacey and even Max gaping when she finally stood. All the normal signs of arousal were there but she was holding back apparently in consideration of her friend Kim.Kim, who was not oblivious to Kathy's flirtation, seemed to find the whole thing amusing. She reached out and touched Kathy on the hand and invited her to one of those mysterious "Ladies Room" meetings that girls like to stage. When they returned, both ladies kept looking at me and at each other and giggled a lot. Kim whispered in my ear to let me in on the secret."Kathy wants to go.