"Jennifer was quiet for a moment then said, "What the hell. I guess I can go topless if other women on the beach are topless."I asked one of the bell ...ops at the hotel for directions and we rented scooters and drove over to a remote part of the island. There was a dirt parking lot there with about eight scooters, three cars and a small bus parked in it. We parked our scooters and nervously walked down to the beach.I don't want to say it was a major disappointment but it was disappointing. There. I was in the pool when Margaret appeared followed by Gamon and Hom. She was wearing the bikini supplied, or what there was of it. It was white in colour, and if it was medium size then it would barely of covered her modesty. As it was the size was small, and so the thong bottoms lacked sufficient material to cover her pubes completely. So about a inch of her trimmed triangle showed above the material, and the taughtness of the strings pulling on the material to keep the thong in place also. It was lovely and my tongue went to hers. It was so sexy. I’d only just come and I wanted more. We squeezed each others tits and I pinched on her nipples. They were so hard and I said I wanted to suck them, and they were so good when my lips licked them.She squashed her tits into my face and held them so I was buried in her cleavage. I could smell her perfume, her sweat and the aroma of her sex. She said we should get comfortable, so we moved to the floor on top of some towelsI started to touch. The man I was inthe past had become a beautiful woman."Oh, Oh my, this can't be me."I stared at my reflection. How was this possible? No one would recognizeme. Shit, I didn't recognize myself. I couldn't be more than 60kg. Justthin, model thin, at 178cm tall, but here in 140cm heels I was toweringover my two attendants. Florence came behind me first, brushing her handsdown my back to the cleft of my bottom.Margrette was more assertive as her hand came up my thigh to check andshe patted my.