"Nice one Brend!" and he came across the tent to high-five me. I have to admit it turned me on to see that the other three occupants of the tent were ...now all taking in my bulging package." I just think," Josh went on, "that if we're gonna share the same tent for 4 nights we might as well get used to this kind of thing. Lose your inhibitions girls!" He accentuated the statement by giving his boner a tweak with his thumb and forefinger."Absolutely," I agreed, and did the same."Couple of pervs!". "Get the website up so I can take a look, okay? I want to see my sister's pictures. She's said some are kind of racy."So, I typed into the browser window and soon I had the beginning series of photos I took of my mom."Mmm, your mom is a pretty lady, Mark. You took some great shots. Is this all of them?" Uh, no, there's more. Sure you want to see them?" I asked kind of hoping she wouldn't."Sure, it looks like this website is pretty wide open. After all, it's called 'HottieWatcher.com.' Let's see. Sure, she had her faults but what weight did they hold to her abundance of qualities? And who didn’t have faults? He’d probably sinned more than the average bad man but for her to know all that and still be willing to seal their souls together was just… magical. Before Caroline, he’d never made a real effort with women. They seemed like a different species almost, full of weird ideologies about how men should act and how women deserved to be treated. And he’d entertained them and played out to. After we each had a couple beers Biff said, “Time to go swimming. Everybody strip.” Brenda giggled but complied so I did too. I’d seen Biff’s pecker in the locker room shower of course but never at the full glory it was showing in the presence of the busty young woman. She didn’t seem the least bit embarrassed and so I didn’t worry about my woodie.After we swam a while we dried each other off and Biff popped open some more beer. He addressed me, “The reason I brought you here tonight is Brenda.