.a reassuring thought for me. I didn't like oceans. It was such anovelty for me to receive the attention I got from the crew rushing to helptwo ladies...with their baggage, parcels, or simply their footing while walkingon the moving ship. I experienced the advantages of being a woman from thefirst day. Everyone was so kind and friendly! As a man, I would have beenignored totally or greeted and dismissed promptly. I would have had to carryAmy's and my luggage to our room, or at least to board the. Laughing, I asked, “Rough night, sis?“And which way would madam like me to rotate on that?” I asked in response to her raised middle finger.I dished up a similar breakfast for Sam, one egg to my three, one sausage to my two, a single rasher of bacon to my stack, beans, and mushrooms.“Have I told you lately that you’re my favourite brother?”“And you’re my favourite sister.” Mum and dad had finished and were upstairs doing what they needed to do. I reached over and took Sam’s hand.“Sis, you know. "Oh my darling, your breasts are beautiful." I gasped, as my eyes took in that wonderful sight. My gaze moved from her breasts to her eyes. She seemed a little embarrassed, but she smiled and took my head in her hands, guiding me down and holding my face against her soft and heaving flesh. My lips soon found the hard nipples amid the surrounding softness. I kissed, I licked, I suckled, gently kneading the soft flesh in my hands. I was overcome, dizzy with pleasure, here I was, exploring those. Et me first say that this is a real story, just as all of my other stories. Nothing is made up and nothing is exaggerated. Hope you enjoy it and please share your thoughts in the comments