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spring break 2009: crown princess cruise

The Crown Princess - Monday [Ship/Princess Cays, Bahamas]

Early in the morning, the cruise director came over the loudspeaker announcing the port of the day and some on-boat activities of interest. Those paying attention would learn that from 9am until 5pm, the Crown Princess would be docked in the lovely Princess Cays, Bahamas where guests were welcome to participate in glass-bottom boat, snorkeling, or beach excursions for a portion of the day. Adults were encouraged toward the Sanctuary on the Sun Deck for a more private way to relax away from the teens.

[OOC: The Princess Bridge Cam is fantastic. Cabins Post | Star Deck | Sun Deck | Promenade Deck | Cays Cruise | Snorkeling | Beach]

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Blink.

Blinkblinkblink.

Her chest was right there!

He squirted some lotion into his hand and... gulp... put his hand on her chest, and was still.

"Uh... two.. two hours. I'm told."

She bit her lower lip.

And then glanced at his still hand. "Shouldn't you rub that in for it to work?"

"Yes! I..." he began to rub, watching his hand and her skin and it felt so nice!

"How does that feel?"

Adora blinked up at him. "Cool? But your hand warms it well."

He was trying to be careful not to touch anywhere that might get him slapped.

"Amazing!" he suddenly exclaimed, his fingers itching to touch and grab a hold and... Squeeze!

He was having such a difficult time! His brain and his hand was warring and it was not fun!

"Well, hands are rather warm," she reasoned, tilting her head to the side in thought.

"Breasts are too!"

Er...

"Yes, um, yes." Adora agreed, a little stunned by his words and his hands.

He pulled back. "Adora! I'm sorry, Adora!"

"It's okay," she said quickly. "I was just surprised when you suddenly started talking about breasts when your hands were so near mine and did I do something wrong?"

"I'm trying not to dwell but they're right there! Adora! And they're beautiful and no, you didn't. Forgive me, Adora! I have been utterly disrespectful!"

"I don't know where else they would be, Edward," Adora replied. "I'm rather attached to them, you know."

"But my hand was so close! It's... itchy!"

"Your hand itches? Do you think you are allergic?" Rodney had gone on many diatribes the previous evening, yes.

"Ohhh! I hope not! To never be able to touch you would be tragic!"

WOE.

"Really? You enjoy it that much?" She enjoyed hearing him say that too much.

"Oooh, yes, Adora. I do! Such a tragic tragedy I should not like to have to deal with!"

Sigh!

Prince Edward sat back on his towel and contemplated the grave error at mentioning her breasts.

He should talk to Priest!

Women were complicated!

Ahem.

And yet he stopped. Such an odd boy.

"Well. I certainly liked it while you were applying the sunscreen," she told him.

He flailed! He was afraid he would have touched her boob!

"I was... tempted, Adora," he told her, ashamed to admit that.

"But you resisted temptation," she replied, wondering if there was some reason he shouldn't be tempted.

"I am a gentleman," he stated, to his towel.

"You are," she agreed. "Does that mean, no...touching?"

He looked at her then. "No, I would touch you, if I... if you'd let me."

Her mouth turned up into a little pleased smile. "Maybe. But not on the beach, of course."

"Of course not, Adora. Not on the beach, in the sun, where the sky is lovely, where everyone could see."

Ramble on, Edward!

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