Chapter 2109 Guilty Pleasures:>15
- The ride back was the worst. Now everybody was wet and their suits clingy. And the pre-noon wind had kicked up, making for choppy waters. The main result of the choppy water was a rough ride. The main result of the rough ride was six young boobies, not getting much support from bikini tops designed to do little besides barely skirt modesty conventions, bouncing with the waves in front of me.
- I pretended to want some extra sun of my own and took off my teeshirt, keeping it bundled up in my lap. I divided my time up between not staring at the three, each in turn. Well, at least I was succeeding in not making it apparent that I was staring. But it was hard. (Shut up!) Carol, and Mary too, dammit, were especially hard to keep my eyes off of in the rougher seas. Anne's lithe perfection was less susceptible to the Bounce Effect.
- Back on land, I tried to make my escape for a quiet lunch and the second of the books I had brought along. It was the fourth book in an incredible space opera series. The books were mostly decades old, but I had only recently discovered them.