It kept the cover clean. The second trunk was their traveling altar.They put the plywood over the chests and slid the two trunks, one empty, one full,...on top of the plywood. They locked the Van and started a little fire in the tipi fire pit ... to keep out the mosquitos. They made gentle love for forty-five minutes, and then talked about it. They never raised their voices during the night, but they made a clearcut decision.They had a voice mail. "Call Home." They did ... the fortuneteller. From the looks of that big bulge in your pants, I’d be surprised if you have enough skin left to shut your eyes, honey.”The look on his face was priceless. “Do you want me to pull my top up? Or maybe …” letting her voice trail off. “Maybe I should pull it the rest of the way down and let you have a really good look.“As he looked down at the ground, she continued, ”Tell you what, Mike. I'm going to stand here with my eyes closed and let you decide what you want to do. You can pull my top up, or. I pull away and you take to my other breast with your tongue. I’m ecstatic, aching, we’re moving too fast and too slowly all at once. In the bedroom my phone starts to ring. It spurs something in you, a sense of urgency that at last overtakes your actions. You glide my knickers down my legs and I step out of them, with my back to the wall we’re kissing like newly-mets at a house party. I’m murmuring and half-smiling into your mouth as our teeth click awkwardly in our haste. I wrap one leg up. It was noticeable enough for Heather to ask me who was I looking for."Just looking around, it's so beautiful,” I lied."So are you girls hungry?” My dad asked even though he knew the answer.Me and Heather both nodded our heads yes with enthusiasm. “I don't know what it is about cruise ships that make me hungry all the time” my sister giggled. Dad raised his hand and quickly a cute waiter all dressed in white appeared. I could tell Heather had the hots for him because she was sneaking glimpses .