" I said urgently. "And I want to show you, sweetheart." She said as we broke our embrace. Emily walked slowly back to the far corner of her room. She...turned to face me. She took the left spaghetti strap of her night dress and moved it off her shoulder, then repeated the move with her right strap. The night dress hung there for a moment. Then she shrugged her shoulders with a very small motion and it fell with a soft rustle to the carpet. She stood there with her breasts bared. They were. She looked at me and said ”you’re going port side with me and therefore she’d be the first beautiful young woman I’d come across.” I said “well yeah it looks that way doesn’t it?” She laughed and said “cool.” We waited at the quarterdeck for the last two of our section to return and as they boarded, we disembarked. Both of us in our winter dress blues, walked down the planking to the pier, and I hailed a taxi that was waiting nearby. I opened the door for Linda and she got in, and I followed. Pretty?’ I looked up slowly, thinking I couldn’t have heard her right. The way she asked sounded… surprised. ‘What? She blushed a little. ‘You think I’m pretty,’ She repeated again, this time not a question. ‘Well…. Yeah.’ I replied, surely sounding like I had a handicap or something. She stopped for a second putting the pieces together. ‘So that’s why you were ignoring me?’ ‘Yes it was. Why do you sound so surprised?’ ‘Well.. I just.. I’ve never really thought that. About me.’ I was quickly. When we got to the honeymoon, things picked up, for there was June spilling out of her small bikini in a very eye catching way. Simon seemed very keen on showing me his prize bride in all her near naked glory, how I hated the guy. When they had left, Ruth got the benefit of my ardour for all I could still see was her sister's face and body as I thrust between her thighs.Some weeks later Ruth and I got an invite to a barbecue party at Simon and June's house. I didn't really want to go by Ruth.