Will the three women bond in ways they never thought of before or will their family crash and burn? Thanks for following so far!

Wichita and Rachel stared wide eyed at Klein, hoping this was just her idea of a joke. Kaitlyn wasn't sure if she heard right but when the good doctor made it clear by repeating herself she couldn't help but get giddy at the idea of Wichita having no choice but to kiss her.

"Come now, you are family, right?"

"This is nuts!" Wichita exclaimed, "I'd rather kiss a dead fish!"

"You mean a quick peck on the lips?" Rachel asked, still a bit stunned.

"Yes, why are you Americans so uptight about showing emotion?" It was weird that Klein said this because she had no sign of a distinct accent and to them sounded like she was from there.

Rachel turned back to face Wichita and said to her seriously, "We could do just a quick one. Why not at least try?"

"Listen to your mother, Wichita," the doctor insisted. Kaitlyn was covering her mouth from laughing.

Wichita gave everyone dirty looks, darting back and forth. She pushed Rachel's hands away and stood up, "I'm not five years old!" She said, "I'm in my 20's for fuck sakes! I am not putting up with this bullshit!"

"I want you to take a deep breath and calm down now, Wichita!" Wichita didn't know why she would even bother listening to her at this point. She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath. Klein smiled toward Kaitlyn. "Why don't you show your big sister how it's done?"

Kaitlyn looked a bit worried, "If I do this...then can we go to the pool?"

"You got it," the doctor said, smiling very hard and nodding.

Kaitlyn smiled back at Wichita. She sat in Rachel's lap. The two smiling at each other. Wichita cringed when they kissed. It was fast but it was enough to make her want to hurl.

"Very good!"

Wichita was out the door.

"I'm sorry about her," Rachel apologized.

"Do not worry," Klein smirked, "In time she will listen to your every word."

Wichita sat by the pool wearing a pair of tight short shorts. She wasn't sure why there were so many busty women, she was beginning to feel more and more insecure everywhere she looked.

Then of course came the twins with their dynamic duos. Rachel wearing a black one piece swim suit and Kaitlyn with a blue one piece. Seeing how they were almost matching even though Rachel was curvier, she was turning her sister into her more and more maybe without even realizing it.

She put on her shades as they got closer. "Where's your bathing suit, didn't you bring one?" Rachel asked.

Kaitlyn laughed, "She's worried she doesn't have anything to show off," she said looking mischievous.

"Now, Kaitlyn, that isn't very nice," Rachel said, folding her arms, making her breasts look like they were going to spill out of her top.

"I can't believe you two in there," Wichita scoffed.

"It's about showing affection, Wichita. The only way we have a chance of becoming a family is if we become closer." The phony smile her stepmother put on only made her confirm her worries that this place was evil.

"I'm not going to participate in whatever that was."

"Dr. Klein thinks you'll come around soon," Kaitlyn grinned.

"Well then Dr. Klein needs a doctor."

"She said we should join the daisy chain tomorrow," Rachel said, looking through the brochure.

Wichita lifted an eyebrow, "Daisy chain?"

"Yeah. A group get together and make stuff with daisies," Kaitlyn said optimistically, "Like a knitting circle."

Wichita razed at the idea, "Lame."

"It isn't lame, Wichita!" Rachel raised her voice; this was new, maybe Klein was coaching her. "Now get in the water." She was firm but demanding. Wichita wasn't budging.

The women gave up on her. Wichita watched them jump into the pool. They splashed each other and laughed much like some of the mother's and daughters before they arrived. At one point many of the mothers and daughters stopped what they were doing, all standing perfectly still and watching the redhead and blonde bounce up and down. When they realized Wichita was observing their alien like behaviour they went back to their own business.

Going back to their room they decided to play charades; Wichita reluctantly participated. She lied on the bed, her head propped up to see Rachel doing some kind of dance, waving her arms about.

"A mermaid!" Kaitlyn guessed.

"Right!" Rachel declared. Kaitlyn hugged her, practically jumping into her arms. Doctor Klein wanted them to hug at least ten times a day.

Kaitlyn was up next. She pushed down on her boobs, flattening them and gave a bitchy look. Rachel took a moment to think about it. "Flat chested?"

"You're getting warmer."

"You're not supposed to talk;" Wichita said though she didn't really care.

"Brat?" Kaitlyn shook her head. Rachel looked around the room. She stopped when she saw Wichita. She smiled and said. "Your big sister?"

"That's right!"

"WHAT?" Wichita sprang up from the bed and confronted her younger sister. Rachel tried to hold her back in case things escalated to hair pulling.

"It's just a game, Wichita! We're just having some fun!"

"Oh yeah?" Wichita saw a small carton of milk on the night stand that must have belonged to Kaitlyn. She grabbed it and got in her younger sister's face. "Try and guess this one!" She proceeded to pour all of the milk out down Kaitlyn's shirt. She froze in shock.

"Wichita!" Rachel shouted.

Wichita threw the carton across the room and bolted out the door with her bag slung over her shoulder. Rachel knew she'd be back. Where would she go? She'd take a walk and blow off some stream and be maybe feel slightly better in the morning.

When Rachel woke up she was faced with the angry redhead. She was standing over her with this sad expression. "W-wichita?" She said, coming to.

"I'm sorry," she had tears in her eyes.

"Hey, hey, come here." Rachel pulled her into a hug, startled to see her this way.

Wichita cried into her armpit, "I'm sorry about everything...I know I've been a bitch! I can't help it! You don't deserve that shit!"

Rachel did her best to console her, "It's ok, baby, I understand. I had a stepmother once and I hated her too."

Wichita looked up at her with large almost Anime eyes, "Really? Did you make up?"

Rachel nodded, "It turned out we had a lot in common."

Wichita smiled, "I'll do whatever I can to make it up to you...Kaitlyn too." She smiled over at the still sleeping and now snoring Kaitlyn.

"That's a good girl," Rachel said, smiling proudly. She puckered her lips and Wichita puckered hers. They kissed briefly.

"That wasn't so bad," Wichita blushed.

"I think I'm going to take a shower," Rachel stretched.

"Ok. Maybe we can try out that daisy chain later."

"Sounds great," Rachel gathered her things and then thought about Wichita taking off last night. "So where did you end up going last night?"

Wichita smiled and shrugged, "I just took a walk outside and then sulked by the pool. Next thing I know I'm back here."

That sounded a little strange but Rachel wasn't awake enough to process it. She went into the large bathroom, locked the door and stripped. The shower head was quite advanced looking and could do just about anything and then some. A light spray hit Rachel as she lathered up her breasts, two things that took up the most time. It was at times like this she wished she had an assistant. She closed her eyes in fear of getting soap in them.

"I wish I could reach my back better."

"Allow me," said a husky voice from behind her.

"Wichita?" Rachel said in confusion and shock. She opened her eyes only to feel the horrible burning.

To be continued! Find out what hot water these girls get into!