Miranda had to admit Helen aroused her. She found everything about her, simply stunning. She knew she loved Arrian, but Helen was just sexual attracti...n, simply put: lust.As Miranda was deep in thought, the object of desire walked into the living room and sat down right next to her."Are you excited about moving in?" Helen asked."To be honest, I'm nervous. I'm moving in with 'my man, ' he is 17 years old, he is having sex with his mother, is close to having sex with his sister, and probably soon. Tell the captain we’re ready any time.’ Tyler said climbing on before reclaiming my hand from the waiter. ‘Of course sir. I’ll be down in just a moment to get you started.’ He said walking across the deck of the boat before disappearing into the control room. ‘Come on love lets go down to our table,’ Tyler said steering me down below the deck where it was set up like a restaurant dining room. He pulled my chair out for me before taking his own. ‘He wins points for being a gentleman,’ I. I did know girls that didn't have boyfriends, a lot of them. I also knew girls that did, and listening to them talk, I wasn't really sure that I wanted or even needed that conflict in my life, not at fourteen or fifteen. My brother was right again. I was thinking into the future, a future that I had no way of predicting."Do you really want to know what I want, Jen?" Yes, I do." I want things just as they are. I want to learn more about the boat. I want to learn about fishing. I want to have. Did she remember to bring her essentials today? Let’s see. Books? Phone? Notebooks with wide margins to inspire creativity? Pens, nice thick ones? All good. Finally, her fingers grazed the outlines of a little plastic bottle of cooking oil and a pack of cigarettes. Excellent. Today was going to be a very good day indeed, Mary surmised as a stiff cold autumn breeze snuck its way up the stairs, up her long shapely legs, up her modest knee-length skirt and up her most private demesne. Shivering a.