She was wearing a loose t-shirt and shorts, but loose as the shirt was it did nothing to conceal her impressive bust. I could see the lines of her bra...through the fabric."You have very nice breasts," I told her. "Would you mind taking off your shirt and bra so I can see them better?" No problem," Alicia said. She quickly pulled her t-shirt off over her head and dropped it. The bra that held her tits was functional rather than sexy; she fumbled a bit with the hooks behind her back before. I slipped my shoes back on and straightened myself up as best I could and stepped out of the changing booth. Amanda met me in the clothes aisle and walked me to the door, as if she was showing me off. She led me to other store two stores down the strip that was a shoe store and we went straight to the boots section. She asked for a pair of knee-high black leather boots in my size and had me sit on a chair. When the clerk returned, she had him slide my shoe off and slide the boot up my leg and. Aunt Jessica confronted Marti upon her return and showed her niece the incriminating photo she printed. The coed’s facial expression changed dramatically brushed her long brown hair out of her face as Marti realized she was no longer the sure footed confident female.“If you want to keep your uncle out of this, Marti you will do as you are told.”Marti tries to smooth things over with her unsophisticated aunt.“I was just fooling around with a new way to drink the beer with my college. I was also not really looking forward to wearing actual clothing again. For the entirety of our journey, my ‘attire’ had consisted of swim trunks and sandals, and occasionally a t-shirt at night. Aura’s ‘attire’ had been similar: bikini, sandals, perhaps a t-shirt at night, and the silver belly chain which she always wore regardless of the occasion. Dinner finished, the tent erected near the tree line, the canoe firmly beached on the sand, the meager food and other smellables hung up in a bear.