Kip was the most embarrassed I had ever seen him. I scanned and saw he was beating himself up over letting them get the drop on him.I knew the feeling... The conversation that followed was between men. Men who knew that they had made mistakes. But one of the signs of real men is that they face up to their mistakes, and learn from them. Then do their best.As we talked, I scanned him again, realizing that I had touched an emotional topic with his injury. I suddenly wished I hadn't. It was all I. I had purchased this thing, sight-unseen, with the promise that it would help me with the "sudden shifts",but I had no idea what that even meant. With my roommate in the otherroom, and only asking him to "give me a minute", it was as good a timeas any to try it. I unclasped the butterfly, slipped it across my wristand, with a deep breath (felt throughout my amble chest), I clicked itclosed. My eyes squeezed themselves closed and I took a deep breath,then looked down again.My breasts were still. Eventually, the sun broke into full view, the clouds gradually retreating behind us as we moved on and on. As the bright star dipped toward the horizon, it painted the sky and cast the receding clouds with brilliantly warm colors that surrounded us with light. And only then did we finally come to a stop, bobbing gently on the waves.Nestled beneath my left arm, Sasha covered her mouth and her cheeks bulged for a moment. I stroked her opposite arm and asked quietly, "Seasick?"She blinked and. My eyes closed, my head back, I relax for a moment and think of you.The water pulses over my skin and I feel your fingers there instead. The soft slow caress of your hands. Do you know the power you have over me? I can't help but let my hands move where yours should be. Water cascades down me, making my fingers glide easily over my body. It's your hands moving over me, your body I want so much. My fingers find my hard nipples. I gently brush over them, both hands moving together. My hands cup.