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There was a large front desk just inside the door, and standing behind it were two boys about Bobbie Joe's age. They were both big and strong, with handsome features. One had dark-brown hair that grew in all directions and more closely resembled a mop than a head of hair. The other had short black hair. They looked Bobbie Joe up and down as she approached the desk.

"Good afternoon, boys," she said with a smile.

"Well, hello there, good-looking," said the short-haired youth, interrupting. "Don't tell me, you're looking for a nice single room. Well, you're in luck. We've got just the thing for you. Just sign the registration and I'll take you over to it myself. Yes, you've come to the right place."

"Don't pay any attention to him," said the other youth. "He always flips everytime a gorgeous woman comes in here alone. He's got no style. Now take me for instance, I've got plenty of style. And I'm sure a beautiful woman like yourself can appreciate it. How about joining me back here in my room for a bite to eat?" He pointed toward a door behind the desk.

"That sounds like a great idea," said Bobbie Joe, walking around the desk to join the boy. "I'm starved."

"You – you mean you're actually going back there with him?" asked the short-haired boy.

"Why not?" asked Bobbie Joe, smiling. "You two are my cousins, aren't you? I'm Bobbie Joe!"

"Bobbie Joe!" said the short-haired boy. "Cousin Bobbie Joe?"

"Shit!" said the other boy. "I knew it was too good to be true."

"Hell, we weren't expecting you until tomorrow. Dad's not even home… And boy will he be surprised when he does get back. We all thought you were just a little girl. We didn't know you were so grown up."

"Grown up isn't the word for it," said the youth with the wild hair. "You're stacked!" He held out his hand to shake Bobbie Joe's. "I'm Jim. And this is my brother, Ken. Come on inside."

The two boys left the desk and led Bobbie Joe through the door into their apartment. She followed closely, her eyes roaming over their broad shoulders and narrow waists.

"This is where we live, Dad and us," said Jim. "You'll be sleeping in my room while you're here. I'm going to double up with Ken." They led her into the room where they all sat down on the bed.

"What's Uncle Roy like?" asked Bobbie Joe as she plopped up and down on the mattress, testing its firmness.

"Oh, he's all right," said Ken. "But he's not as much fun as he used to be. In the two years since our mother left him he's been acting kind of strange. He's always preaching to us to be good and warning us not to rent rooms to couples unless they're married. As if it's any of our business whether people are married or not."

"But I thought your mother died," said Bobbie Joe. "That's what my grandmother told me."

"Its just something Dad tells people so he won't have to tell them the truth," said Jim. "The truth is that our mother was always fooling around with other men whenever Dad was out of the house. Finally, she ran away with some salesman."

"Yeah, and Dad's been acting funny ever since. He left his job with the insurance company and bought this motel. He said that he just wanted a change." Ken scratched his head as he talked. His eyes were on Bobbie Joe's bouncing titties.

"But he can't be all that bad," said the girl. "After all, he told my grandmother that it was all right for me to come and stay with you all for a while."

"He probably thought you were lust a little girl," said Jim. "But I'm sure if he knew how much you had grown, he would not have invited you."

"Why do you say that?" asked Bobbie Joe, still bouncing.

"Because," said Jim. "He frowns on beautiful women with sexy figures. He also frowns on scanty clothes like those shorts and that tight tee shirt you're wearing."

"But I'm not a woman I'm his niece!"

"Yes, but you look a lot like our mother, long blonde hair, long legs, great body, and a pretty face."

"Stop scaring her, Jim," said Ken. "She's right. She is his niece. He won't care what she looks like."

"Maybe I could change into one of my dresses," said Bobbie Joe, hopping off the bed. "I wouldn't want to make a bad first impression." She opened her suitcase and pulled out a rather long, shapeless dress, the color a bit faded. She held it up in front of her for the boys to see. "What do you think?"

"I don't think you have to go that far," said Ken. "Maybe if you were to put on a pair of long jeans. You know, just something to cover up that pretty ass of yours."

"All right," said the girl, smiling. "But I'm glad you two aren't like your father. If you were, things would be mighty boring around here."

"Oh, you'll find that we're not at all like our father," said Jim. "By the way, do you need any help changing?"

The two boys looked at each other and laughed. But Bobbie Joe surprised them.

"As a matter of fact," said the girl, "this zipper does seem to be stuck. Would you be nice enough to help me with it?" She looked at them innocently.

They almost knocked each other down as they ran over to her. Then reached her first and grabbed hold of the zipper clasp. Ken stood behind her with his hands around her waist, steadying her. Bobbie Joe just smiled, happy to be receiving so much attention.

"It is stuck," said Jim. "But I think I can get it loose. There, it's coming." He yanked hard and the zipper came down.

"Thank you," said Bobbie Joe. The young girl immediately pulled her shorts down her long legs, with the boys right there, gawking. She then stepped out of them, pretending not to hear their loud gasps. "Maybe I should put on a clean pair of panties as well."

"By all means," said Ken. "Please do."

Bobbie Joe wriggled out of her panties then leaned over her suitcase, searching for another pair. The boys' eyes were all over her big asscheeks, but she pretended not to notice. She took her time searching, knowing the effect she was having on her two cousins.

"You'd better wear a blouse instead of that tee shirt," said Jim, licking his lips. "Just to be sure to please Dad."

"Oh, all right." She immediately yanked the too-tight garment over her head and tossed it back in her suitcase. Once again she ignored the boys' loud gasps as her big titties jutted outward. "You two are so helpful. I really do want your father to like me."

Bobbie Joe now stood in front of the boys completely naked. She didn't seem to mind. After all, so much had happened to her that day. Those two men on the bus and that cab driver and his girlfriend had showed her quite a bit about sex. And she had enjoyed it all. She now hoped that her cousins could show her a few things.

It was Jim who spoke first: "Cousin, I have to tell you, you're making my cock awfully hard. Your tits and your ass are just too much!"

"That goes for me too," said Ken. He stepped up to her slowly and fondled one tit. He acted as if he expected her to slap his hand away. "Your tit feels so nice."

"I'm glad you like it," said Bobbie Joe. "If you want to you can feel the other one."

Ken reached up and cupped the other tit as well, holding them both in his hands. He was all smiles as he kneaded his cousin's hot tit meat, and he wondered just how far she would let him go.

Then Jim stepped up behind her and grabbed hold of her big asscheeks, squeezing them tight in both hands. They were like hot jelly and he sighed as he sank his fingers deep. He too wondered if his cousin would let him dip his wick.

"You two are making me feel really good," said Bobbie Joe. "I'm glad to have such nice cousins. On the bus over here I worried that no one would like me. I was afraid you'd think I was just a dumb old country girl. But I guess I was wrong."

"Damn right you were wrong," said Jim. "Of course we like you. How could anybody not like you?"

"Yeah," said Ken. "Why don't you get up on the bed with us and we'll show you just how much we do like you."