"Twenty bucks says Myanna's the first one to show her tits," Chuck said.

​     "Too late," Abby replied.

     Myanna twirled her top over her head like a lasso as she whooped with joy. Her massive breasts bobbed to the beat. "Freedom!"

     "She looks pretty good," Cathy said.

     "Seen it already," Chuck said. "Remember ​Super-Hooters?"

     Gramps stayed fully dressed. Anne asked him with her eyes, is everything all right? His response was a stone stare tinged with confusion and the slightest bit of fear.

     Please, for the time being, leave me alone, the look said.

     Okay.

     Smiling, Anne turned to face everyone else.

     She then removed her top and bra to hang from a hook.

     Anne kept her body in shape so that, under no circumstances, did her upper body look at all saggy or wrinkly, only at the joints, the elbows and wrists and fingers. Her breasts were on the smaller side, and her nipples hung down rather than out, but her attitude seemed to be, this is my body. I am not ashamed of anything.

     "If she's going to do it, I guess we all should," Cathy said.

     "What kind of logic is that?" Alison asked, covering her breasts with her hands even though she still wore her T-shirt.

     "I'll do it if you don't," Cathy said.

     "This is all going too fast for me," Abby said.

     "You up for this?" Malika asked her wife.

     "I've been waiting for you," Niki replied.

     They removed their tops without taking their eyes off each other. Niki took in all the revealed breasts that surrounded her even as she became hyper-aware of her own.

     "I'd love to be able to take off my top whenever I felt like it," she said. "That'd be so cool." 

     "Not during the winter," Malika replied, thrusting out her own breasts, proud of them. "That'd get a little cold."

     "Give me a hand, honey?" Alison asked.

     "Of course." Winston reached underneath his wife's blouse to unhook her bra.

     Ward went to do the same thing for his wife, but Abby said, "No, no, if I do it, I'll do it."

     Cathy looked at Chuck, saw that he was looking past her at the women whose breasts were already exposed, and said, "I guess I'm on my own." She unhooked her own bra.

     "First me, then you?" she asked her sister.

     "Hold on, you two," Abby said as she unhooked her own bra.

     Ward said, "Honey, no one is forcing you..."

     "Let's just do this, okay?"

     "I'll do a countdown" Chuck said, suddenly interested.

     The ladies didn't bother with any damned countdown.

     All three of them, at once.

     Off came the tops.

​CONTINUE