Shawn's Addiction

by Starhawk

 

Chapter 7

The last leg of our trip went fast although there were a few highlights. As we entered Key Largo I almost expected to run into Humphrey Bogart. I had been a fan of his for many years. Ever since I first saw Casablanca. The way he and Lauren Bacall paired up you could tell they were made for each other. There was definite chemistry between them. Now here I was in Key Largo. A smile crept onto my face as I wondered if Jake would be my Bogie. If only I had Lauren's devastatingly good looks. Those eyes of hers communicated volumes to the camera and could captivate any man with a pulse.

We stopped for lunch and enjoyed a quiet meal by the beach. We did have to fight the birds' off once in a while, but we didn't mind. We were in Key Largo and on vacation. It would take a whole lot more than some hungry birds to ruin my vacation.

The ocean breeze felt good against my skin and even better on my breasts. I noticed the exposed part was getting a bit red and so put on a cotton shirt to protect them from getting seriously burned. Terri giggled at me and I just glared back at her. It was no skin off my nose if she didn't protect herself from the sun, but I wasn't going to get burned so early in our vacation.

We got back on the road and headed south to Islamorada where dad surprised all of us, but mom, by pulling in to a place called Houseboat Vacation. Terri and I looked at each other and then to mom and dad. Dad just smiled and told us that we had arrived. Realizing that we were not just going on a vacation, but we were going to do so on a boat, made us elated. I loved the water and being on a boat meant we were going on an adventure. My heart leaped for joy and I quickly opened the door and headed for the dock where there were several boats waiting. Terri, though not as excited as I was, was pleased with the surprise change of direction. She and I had just thought we were going to spend a week in a cottage by the ocean, which certainly would have been fun. However, being on a boat for a week would be a real blast, and maybe we would even get to drive the boat too.

Mom and dad headed into the office and after a few minutes called Terri and I to join them. When we caught up with them, dad explained that we all had to go through a training session on how to run the boat. Dad and mom would be the captains of the ship, but Terri and I had to know what to do in case something happened to one of them. I hoped that dad would let me pilot the boat for some of the trip.

We learned about how to maintain the boat and how to pilot it using the compass and GPS systems. We were given a map of the area so we could plan our adventure. I learned everything I could from the trainer and, before I knew it, the course was over and we were on our way to putting our stuff on board the 42-foot catamaran. Mom and dad claimed the double bed while Terri and I got the futon beds we found in the other room. There was room for another two people on the boat so we had plenty of space.

Mom and Terri took off to gather food and other culinary necessities we would need for the trip, while dad and I went over the boat from stem to stern. We familiarized ourselves with the controls and the location of the engine and fuel cans. We had a full load of fuel and fresh water. The boat was clean and we didn't find anything wrong during our inspection. "So what do you think Shawn?"

"This is awesome dad. I can't believe you and mom kept this a secret from us."

"We wanted to surprise you."

"Believe me it worked."

"Good," he said smiling. "Since we are going to be on this boat for a week we'll need to delegate responsibilities to everyone."

"Yeah."

"We'll also need to share duties of keeping the place clean and helping with meals. Remember we are a team and as long as we all work together we can have a great time. Do you think you can do that Shawn?"

"Yes dad. I hope mom is having this same discussion with Terri."

"Don't worry, she is getting the same talk. However, I am counting on you to help your mom and sister whenever you can."

"I'll do what I can dad."

"I know you will son. Now help me put some of this away before your mom and sister get back. I'd like to get underway as soon as we get all of our gear put away." Dad picked up some of our luggage and started to get it stowed. I followed his example and got to work putting Terri's and my stuff away in our rooms. I didn't put any of her stuff away though figuring she would want to do that herself.

Mom and Terri returned about an hour and a half later with tons of groceries. Mostly canned and non-perishable stuffs like cereal, beans and rice. They also bought some chicken and veggies for salads and stuff like that so there was plenty to eat. They figured we would be set for several days on the water if all went smoothly.

All four of us got to work putting the groceries away and then dad made a final check with the owner before we headed out. He told me later he just wanted to let the owner know of our trip plans and when we expected to return in case anything happened. That sounded like a smart thing to do in my book. I sure would want the Coast Guard or someone to know where to begin looking for us.

With mom at his side and Terri and I on the bow of the catamaran, dad started up the engines and took us out of the marina and on towards our adventure in the Keys.

While we didn't have much sunlight left in the day by the time we left the marina, dad wanted to get under way and find a spot away from the crowds before settling in for the evening. There were a few other boats around and all of us were looking for a nice secluded cove where we could drop anchor for the night. I served as lookout watching for obstacles under the water while dad steered a steady course through the channel that took us out to sea. Mom and Terri were inside getting dinner ready. After about a half hour or so, the unmistakable odor of garlic and onions began wafting up to my nostrils. I wondered what they were preparing, but knew that, whatever it was, it would be good.

Another half hour down the channel, we found a spot where only one other boat had stopped. We settled in a hundred yards or so from them then I dropped the anchor when dad told me to. We made sure we weren't drifting and then went inside to see what mom and Terri were cooking up. "It smells good in here you two," dad said.

"Yeah, my mouth has been watering for the last half hour."

"What can we do to help?" Dad asked mom leaning over her shoulder and kissing her lightly on her neck just below her left ear. Mom winced and then turned her head to allow dad to kiss her properly on the lips. "Terri and I have pretty much everything under control here. You two should wash up."

"Great." Dad walked over to the sink and washed his hands and I followed shortly thereafter.

We sat down a short time later to a meal of roasted chicken stuffed with onions, garlic, and lemon halves served with a garden salad and green beans.

After dinner dad and I cleaned up and got things put away for the evening before going on to the upper deck to enjoy the night sky and salt air. It was truly magical to be able to look up and see so many stars. I had never seen so many before.

I walked out to the bow and lay down. Terri joined me a little later. Mom and dad settled for going to the stern and sitting down on some chairs for some drinks, some talk, and some cuddling. It was good to know that they still loved each other after all of these years. I wondered if I would ever find such happiness.

"Isn't it beautiful Shawn?" Terri asked.

"Yeah. I wonder if there is anyone out there looking back at our solar system and thinking the same thing?"

"Maybe, but I don't think we'll ever find out."

"Yeah, but wouldn't it be neat if there were. I wonder what they would look like. Would they be like us? Or would they be totally alien to us, like some huge lizard or something?"

"I don't know." Terri turned on to her side and looked over at me.

"Shawn?"

"Yeah sis?"

"Have you given anymore thought about what you're going to do?"

"About what?"

"About your situation silly."

"Well yeah. I have as a matter of fact."

"Really. What?"

I put my hands behind my head and then told her that I was going to let her help me be a girl, at least until I sorted out what I was going to do about my breasts. I told her I was scared, but I had to face the facts and the facts were, I had breasts and they weren't going away any time soon as far as I could tell.

Terri listened to me intent on my words and then replied, "Shawn, I think you are making the right decision. I think this will make it easier on you overall. At least until the doctor can remove them."

"Do you know how weird that sounds when someone else says it?"

"No."

"Well it does. I mean I've told myself that a hundred times since I learned about this condition, but to hear it come from another mouth sounds strange. I still can't wait to have them removed and all, but for the time being I have to live with them and this seems like the best thing to do. That's why I let you and mom dress me this morning."

"I see or at least I think I do."

"I hope so Terri, because I am going to need a lot of help from you and mom if I am going to make it through this."

"Don't worry bro. You can count on us, but will you be willing to follow our instructions?"

"I'll do my best."

"Good, because I am sure there will be things we tell you that will not be easy, or comfortable, for you."

"Probably, but I have to learn and if it means doing things I don't necessarily like I'll have to face them."

"I hope you still feel that way at the end of the week," Terri said as she lay on her back again.

"Me too."

Some time later mom and dad came up front and told us that they were turning in for the night. I asked dad if I could sleep out on deck. He said it would be fine. Terri said she would be turning in shortly. Then they went inside and turned most of the inside lights.

The two of us talked for another hour or so before Terri decided to head off to bed.

I went and grabbed a pillow from inside and headed up top for the night. As I lay there listening to the water lapping against the boat I found myself absent-mindedly caressing my breast with my right hand. Before I knew it I let out a soft moan as a wave of pleasure washed over me. Wanting more, I continued to stroke them in slow circular motions. They stiffened and the nipples became hard and erect. Not wanting to leave it out of the fun I was having I took my left breast in my other hand and squeezed it gently at first, then harder as the pleasure increased. I bit my lower lip trying not to scream out. My eyes closed and my back arched slightly. My penis was so hard it hurt. I knew I should stop, but I simply couldn't bring myself to do so. I had to continue.

I don't know how long I lay there, wrapped up in my revelry, but it was a wondrous time. Finally, I couldn't take anymore and forced myself to stop. I was out of breath and lay panting heavily on the top deck of the houseboat.

The rocking of the boat captured my attention. As I focused on it I found myself unable to keep my eyes open any longer. Sleep took me off to meet the dream woman who had been haunting me for the past few weeks. Her smile greeted me with the same warmth I had known before. She walked toward me and reached out her hand. She tilted her head in the opposite direction motioning me to go with her. She beckoned once again. Tentatively, I reached out and took her hand in mine and we walked away as one.

I awoke to the smell of eggs and bacon in my nostrils. I lifted my head and looked around, but saw that there was no movement in our boat. I sat up and saw that there were three boats in the cove now and only one showed any signs of life. A large built man was at the stern of the nearest boat was studying what looked like a map. A blond-haired woman with a string bikini came up through the rear hatch and handed the man a mug of what I assumed was coffee. She gave him a kiss then disappeared back inside. I wondered what such a woman was doing with him, but figured there had to be some kind of connection there. I closed my eyes, but found I could not return to sleep with the smells stirring my brain to full wakefulness. There is just something about the smell of bacon frying that washes the sleep from one's brain.

As the sun made its way up from the horizon, the light increased. Giving in to the inevitability of its presence, I sat up and wiped the sleep from my eyes. I took some time to enjoy the peace of the morning and felt its calm spread through me.

Just then mom came out and sat down on one of the deck chairs. "Did you sleep well?"

"Like a log. You?"

Mom just smiled and changed the subject, "Would you like some breakfast?"

I let her change of direction go unchallenged since it wasn't my place to pursue it further. "Yes."

"There's cereal, milk, and juice in the fridge. Help yourself."

Being used to fending for myself in the morning I had no trouble scrounging up some cereal and orange juice. Once I had my meal set, I took it back out on to the deck where I sat down to enjoy it. "Mom?"

"Yes?"

"I've made a decision."

"About what?"

"About these," I said looking down at my breasts.

"Oh. And what have you decided, Shawn?"

"Well, I think it would be best to live as a girl until the day comes when I can have them removed."

"Are you sure?"

"Not really, but I think it is the best path to take for now."

"But?"

"But I am scared out of my mind at what that will mean." I shooed a fly from my glass of juice before taking a sip from it. "I don't know if I can do it, mom. There is so much to learn and so little time."

"True, but if you are willing to work at it you should be able to make some good progress. You've always been a good student Shawn. Just think of this as another class you have to take."

"I suppose." I looked out over the water deep in thought. Mom had a point. If I looked at this 'learning to be a girl' as a class I had to take, then maybe I could get through it. I was a good student in my other classes. Not that I was a genius or anything, but I was no dummy either. Why not apply myself to doing the same here? It all made sense. I worked hard and it showed in my grades. Studying to be a girl though seemed to be an impossible task. On the other hand, I didn't have much choice. If I was to survive, I simply had to do it.

"I hope you know that I will do whatever I can to help. Terri too."

"She already said she would."

Just then, dad stuck his head out and asked mom if she wanted some coffee. Mom said she did and dad's head disappeared back inside. A few minutes later he came out and handed mom a cup then kissed her before he sat down next to her in the other deck chair.

Dad looked over at me and asked, "Did you sleep well?"

"Sure did dad. It was great up there. The water hitting the boat rocked me right to sleep in nothing flat."

"I'll bet. There is nothing more peaceful than waves lapping against something to ease mind and body."

The three of us sat in our chairs and enjoyed the peace of the morning while we waited for Terri to rise from her slumber. Mom decided to wake her up a half hour later.

I took some time to go take a quick shower and change into something less smelly.

When I came out of the shower, I went into my room to find some clothes already laid out on my futon. There was an electric blue bikini top and a pair of white short shorts. I stood there for a moment contemplating the clothes and what they meant to me.

They were a change of direction, a nexus, in my life. Or were they the beginning of the worst nightmare I could ever imagine? I hoped that I was doing the right thing.

I made sure the door to the room was closed and then took off my towel. I sat down and picked up the shorts to find a pair of bikini bottoms underneath them. That made sense I suppose. I closed my eyes and then began to put them on. They fit well enough I decided and then followed them with the top. I had to admit that it wasn't as bad as I initially thought it would be. However, the bottoms didn't cover everything and I felt some panic rise in me at the idea of being discovered. I made sure my breasts were comfortable and then pulled the short shorts on over my bikini bottoms. I adjusted my bits and then ran a comb through my short hair to make it look presentable. The short shorts helped cover my maleness, but not completely. Still, I supposed, it was good enough for now. I put on a pair of sandals and then went out into the main cabin where I found Terri finishing up her breakfast of toast and juice.

"Mornin' Terri."

"Mornin'," she replied. "I see you found the clothes I put out for you."

"Yeah. Thanks."

"You look good."

"Gee, you have no idea how good that makes me feel," I replied sarcastically.

"Hey, I thought you were going to do your best to accept this pretending to be a girl stuff. Even if it was only for the time being."

"Yeah, you're right. Sorry."

Terri looked me over and nodded her head here and there. "Okay. For the most part you did a decent job, but we need to do something different with your hair."

"Like what? It's not like there is much to do anything with you know."

"True, but we can make it more feminine."

"How?"

"Come with me and I'll show you." Terri took me by the hand and led me back to her room. She found a brush and had me sit down on her futon while she brushed my hair in several different directions. She would brush it in one style, look at it critically, and then brush it in a different way to see how that looked. After some ten minutes of brushing she stepped away and smiled, then nodded in approval of her work. "There. Come over to the mirror and see."

Tentatively, I got up and walked over to the mirror and found myself staring at a far more feminine me than I cared to see. My hair was brushed forward and the part I had was gone. The overall effect was interesting in that while my hair was short it now looked cute. I was excited by the image staring back at me. I couldn't help, but smile. Terri saw the smile and put her hand on my shoulder and smiled into the mirror. As we stood there, side-by-side, it was clear we were related based on our eyes and bust. How strange is that?

"Come on sis," Terri said with a giggle. "Let's go up top and catch some rays."

"What did you call me?"

"Sis."

"That's what I thought."

"You have to admit you look more like my sister than my brother now don't you?"

"Yeah. Well maybe so, but it is going to take some getting used to."

"I'm sure, but it will happen in time."

"That's just one more thing that I have to look forward to." I said dejectedly.

"Oh come on, Erin. It's not so bad. Really. Besides, you're a babe and you know it. Just think what it'd be like if you looked like a guy with breasts."

She had a point there. It could have been worse. I looked over to where the other boats had been anchored and saw that they had already moved on. Dad looked at me, nodded his approval, and then asked me to get the anchor up. I walked forward and started the winch to haul it aboard so we could get moving. Once it was secured dad headed us out into the channel. Terri and I moved to the bow and enjoyed the cruise up the waterway watching the birds and enjoying the breeze washing over us. Mom stayed back with dad and helped keep him company.

We were on our way and I began to relax.

 

Chapter 8

We settled into a routine on the boat and had a really great time. It was wonderful to simply float along the shore and then find some relatively secluded piece of shoreline where we would eat a meal, explore, or just snorkel around looking for sunken treasure. We did find some odd bits and pieces during some of our excursions underwater, but nothing of any value. Mostly, old beer bottles and tin cans. We did find an old wooden dinghy once, which was different, but not totally unexpected. I would say the coolest thing we found was when Terri came across one of those old time pocket watches with the chain attached. Dad thought it might still work if it could be cleaned up. There was an inscription on the back, but it was mostly covered up by algae and coral growth. The only word any of us could make out was "Al". Terri put it away for safe keeping until we got back home and could get it cleaned up.

Terri and I alternated between catching rays on the deck of the boat and swimming. It was so relaxing. All the troubles that had been weighing on my mind melted with the heat of the sun or washed away by the cool salt water. Well, most of them anyway. Some were clearly more persistent than others.

Dad had planned our trip such that we made sure we took on fresh water and fuel before getting too far from land. From my training I remembered that we had a 13-hour cruising limit on a single tank of diesel. Personally, I was glad he remembered such things since I didn't want to be stranded out in the middle of nowhere. The good thing was that even if that happened we had a radio and GPS so we could get help. It's just that I wasn't too thrilled about having to be rescued. Terri thought it might be fun to be picked up by some hunky Coastie (U.S. Coast Guard) sometime. I groaned at the idea.

We stopped for lunch at a spot on the other side of a small inlet from another boat we found there. I dropped anchor and went back to talk to dad for a bit.

After lunch Terri and I decided to go for a swim off the bow. Dad gave us the typical lecture about not touching anything we didn't recognize so Terri and I got into our suits, and yes, I wore one of the bikinis Terri had given me, and we jumped off into the clear blue water.

The water was cool and I enjoyed the way it buoyed my breasts and washed between them. It was like they were playing with one another. The water would come in and wash around them and my breasts would jiggle as if laughing. The image brought a smile to my face as I set out with my mask, snorkel, and fins.

A little way from the boat, I took a lungful of air, and dove under the water. I scanned from side to side and was amazed at how much I could see. There were fish of all sorts, though nothing dangerous so far. My biggest fears were about sharks and barracuda, but there was also the scorpion fish and lionfish too.

I was examining a starfish I had found among a small coral bed and had planted my foot down to get some leverage so I could pull it off. However, in doing so I got my foot stuck. I tried using my other foot to help, but it didn't do any good. I just couldn't get enough force and the right angle without major pain shooting through me. I began to panic. I looked for Terri, but she was moving off away from me and couldn't see me.

I returned to my ankle and tried to pull it loose with my hands, but it wasn't budging, at least not enough to matter. My lungs were bursting for lack of air and I was beginning to feel light-headed. Oh God, I don't want to die like this. Please help me.

Blackness closed in around me as my lungs convulsed in an attempt to take in more oxygen. My brain said no way and I passed out.

I found myself walking along the shoreline of some secluded beach. At first I thought I was alone, but as I looked up I saw her. She came out of the surf just like some daughter of Neptune, or better yet, like Ursula Andress' character, Honey Ryder, in Dr. No. Waves played at her feet as she locked her eyes on mine and smiled. I took in the form of her body and noted each and every curve. She was beyond beautiful. My mouth opened in awe as she came within a few feet of me. She stood there for just a moment and then took a step closer to me. I could feel her breath on my face. It was sweet and salty all at the same time. Her eyes drilled into me and they became my world.

Then she kissed me. It did not start out passionate or anything, but it was undoubtedly a kiss. It was like a kiss you would receive from a lover who was trying to entice you into something more. Then she delivered on her intention as she wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a kiss that was both sensual and sexual. Her tongue intertwined with my own and . . .

I opened my eyes to find that a guy was kissing me. My eyes went wide with shock and I put a hand on his chest and roughly pushed him away. "What are you doing," I asked curtly.

"Hey, don't sweat it. Your sister and I found you passed out on the reef rock. We had to work hard to get your ankle freed from the rocks. You still had a pulse, but it was really weak and you weren't breathing. Then your sister said I should give you mouth to mouth."

I looked over at Terri who looked quite concerned. From what this guy was saying, it sounded like there was good reason. I was just glad to be alive since I thought I was a goner for sure.

"Well, thank you for your help. I really do appreciate it." I coughed before continuing, "but as you can see I am okay now. Really." I sat up and got my bearings.

"You should try to take it easy, Erin," Terri said.

I could see that we were on the beach and our boat was right where Terri and I had left it. I could see mom and dad heading in our direction in the dingy as fast as it would go. I waved to them to let them know I was okay. They kept their speed up and before the boat hit the beach mom was out and running towards me. Dad followed close behind her as soon as he made sure the boat wasn't going anywhere.

"Are you okay, Erin?" mom asked wrapping her arms around me. "Yeah mom. I'm alright."

Mom turned to the young man who had helped rescue me and said, "I don't know who you are young man, but you have our thanks for saving our daughter."

He looked at my mom and replied, "My name is Mark Forester, and I'm glad I could help."

"Would you care to join us for dinner?" Dad asked. "We would like to thank you for saving Erin."

"I don't know. I mean I would love to and all, but I'll have to ask my parents." He shot me a glance and smiled.

I looked towards the sand feeling the heat of his stare. My stomach started to scrunch up in one big knot, and I knew there was more in his eyes than just a simple glance. I had seen the same look in Jake's eyes last week when we'd kissed. This guy wanted me. Oh crap. Not another one. Why is this happening to me? What can I do to stop it? Anyone know if there is such a thing as guy repellant?

I looked over at Terri who just winked at me and smiled impishly. I was going to nail her for this.

"Great. We'll be eating around 7. Bring your parents too if they want to come. We'll have plenty," Dad added.

"Can we bring anything?"

"Just yourselves," Mom replied.

With that Mark walked off into the water and headed for a small white catamaran that lay just beyond the surf zone.

"Okay you two, let's get you back to the boat. I think you've both had enough excitement for today. Don't you?"

"Yes daddy," we replied in unison.

Dad came along side of me and helped me back to the boat while mom and Terri walked behind us. As we walked I heard Terri giggle as she told mom something. I looked back over my shoulder at the two of them. They just looked at me and grinned. I could only guess as to what was said, but it couldn't be good.

After we returned to the boat Terri and I showered and got changed into something more comfortable. Terri insisted on putting some makeup on me since Mark was coming. I conceded to her realizing that anything that helped keep Mark from guessing my true identity would be a good thing. She even allowed me to wear some of her red lipstick. Combined with my deep blue eyes the effect was intense. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. Looking this good, I was bound to attract Mark. Not repel him. I got dressed in a pair of shorts and a bright yellow tube top. Once we were both ready, I asked Terri what she had told mom.

"Nothing much."

"Come on. The way you two were looking at me I know something is up. Spill it."

"Oh alright. I just told her about how Mark performed mouth to mouth on you and how you started kissing him back."

"I didn't do that. Tell me the truth."

"That is the truth sis. If you hadn't opened your eyes and seen whom you were kissing there's no telling how far it would have gone. Just be glad you became conscious when you did."

"For crying out loud. That explains a lot."

"About Mark and the way he was looking at you and all. Yeah. I think you have your first conquest Erin. Oh, I forgot. Make that your second since Jake is already head over heels for you."

I sat down on the futon and put my head in my hands. This was going from bad to worse.

"Don't cry or you'll ruin your makeup."

"I wasn't going to cry. Scream maybe, but not cry." I replied.

"Come on it wasn't that bad was it?"

I thought back to the moment I woke up and found myself engaged in the kiss with Mark. I remembered the warmth I felt in the pit of my stomach. I remembered the softness of his lips on mine. I felt my stomach knot up again as the memories came back. Why did a kiss affect me like this? Was it the kiss or the person kissing me? I gasped.

Terri looked down at me and said, "So you did like it, didn't you?"

I couldn't respond because she was right. I did like it. A lot. I looked up at her, gently bit my lower lip and nodded.

"Wow," murmured Terri.

"Tell me about it Terri. I never thought I would, but after kissing Jake, and now Mark, I'm certain of it."

"So what are you going to do? You've got two guys hot for you without even breaking a sweat."

"I don't have a clue. I suppose I'll try to take things one day at a time. That's all I can think of."

"That's probably the safe thing to do for now."

"Safe has nothing to do with it Terri. I'm just trying to keep any sanity I have left in one piece."

"I hate to tell you this sis. You lost that a long time ago." Terri grinned.

"Ha. Ha. You're such a comedian."

"I like to think so," she said with a smirk.

For the next half hour or so Terri and I helped mom and dad get things ready for dinner. Dad was busy grilling the chicken while mom, Terri, and I prepared everything else. We cut vegetables for the salad and heated up some rolls to go with the chicken. As we got close to dinnertime, Mark and his parents showed up with a couple, as in two, of bottles of wine, one red and one white.

Mom offered Mark's parents some drinks while the rest of us settled for cokes. Mark's dad went over to my dad and began making small talk over the grill fire. After all that was man's territory. Mark's mom asked if she could help, but mom told her we had everything well in hand and that she should just make herself comfortable. She and mom talked about Mark's rescue and other maternal things while Terri, Mark, and I went up forward to get out of their way until dinner was served.

"So how are you doing Erin?" Mark asked.

"Okay." The truth was my stomach was knotting up again. Was it because Mark was here? I'd felt fine until he arrived. Now that he was here I was a bundle of nerves.

The three of us sat down with Mark sitting uncomfortably close to me, and Terri on the other side of him. I leaned forward to look at her, but all she did was wink and smile. I did my best to hide my fear, but Mark must have detected it because he moved a couple of inches away from me, which helped. I looked into his eyes and gave him a quick smile.

"Yeah, but isn't there something you want to say to Mark, Erin?" Terri interjected.

I shot her a look and she mouthed for me to thank him nicely. "Uh, I want to apologize for my attitude earlier Mark. I must have been disoriented or something."

"That's understandable."

"Still you deserved better and I wanted to say thanks for saving my life today."

"Believe me, it was my pleasure."

I thought to myself that he might not think so if he knew who he'd kissed. "Anyway, thanks." I smiled at him and he returned it.

Just then dad called out that dinner was ready so we all organized ourselves at the table Terri and I had setup on the top deck. We all took our places at the table. Mark sat next to me, as expected. Mom and Terri exchanged glances and grins.

Dinner was pleasant under the stars and the food was excellent. Nothing tastes better than meat cooked on a grill as far as I'm concerned. Combined with the salad and good company made it a great evening. When it was over, all of us helped clear the table and get things squared away. With so many hands and feet going this way and that it did not take long for the task to be completed.

With everything put away in its place and the dishes being washed in the dishwasher, we split into two groups. The adults went inside to talk over some after dinner drinks while the kids went up top to enjoy the night sky. Terri, Mark, and I got a couple of chairs and arranged them in a triangle so we could see one another.

We made small talk about school, our favorite classes, and our hobbies. Mark, as I learned, loved science, specifically marine biology. I guess that kind of figures, doesn't it? After all, he practically lived on the water, so it

made sense. He loved getting in the water and observing marine life in the wild. He liked to see how they interacted with their environment and with one another. He told us how his love of the sea all began when he caught his first fish on a trip with his dad almost 7 years ago.

I had to admit that I was fascinated to hear him talk about his adventures underwater. I almost pictured him to be some kind of Jacques Cousteau. In fact, I was so caught up in his tales that I didn't even see Terri leave, which left just Mark and I on the top deck. If I had known, my panic levels would have shot through the roof, but since I didn't I let myself be caught up in his tales. Once in a while I would ask him a question to find out more and he would answer.

When I finally realized that Terri was gone, I got up on the pretense of stretching my legs and moved over to the railing. Mark walked up beside me. All of my senses went on full alert. I focused on the water for a few minutes, but he didn't go away. I could feel him watching me and it was very uncomfortable. Not because I wanted him to go mind you, but because I didn't want him to go. I was afraid of what might happen if he didn't go and go soon.

Finally, I turned to face him and found myself looking into his eyes. The light from the deck lights made his smile glow. It was almost spooky how white his teeth were. I flashed back to the kiss on the beach and looked at his lips. As I looked at his lips I found myself wanting them. I'm not sure why other than maybe the woman in me was coming out of her cocoon. I felt like I needed to thank Mark for saving me earlier.

"You know something, Mark," I asked in a hushed voice.

"What?"

"I feel as though I haven't thanked you properly for saving my life today. After all if you hadn't been there I wouldn't be here."

"Think nothing of it Erin. As I said, it was my pleasure."

"Still you deserve more."

"And what do you have in mind?"

My eyes flicked back and forth between his eyes and his lips trying to communicate to him what I wanted. It did not take long for him to get the hint.

"Just this." I put my arms around his neck and closed the gap between our lips until they met.

His arms wrapped around my bottom as he pulled me closer.

I threw myself into the kiss with all the strength I could muster. I wanted to dive deep into this world of Erin and see how much I could take. I didn't know why, but I was being drawn irresistibly into it. Maybe the woman in my dreams was taking me, or maybe some other force was doing it. Either way I was on my way.

As the kiss progressed I found that I could take a lot more than I thought. For one thing I found that I wasn't as grossed out by the idea of kissing a guy as I had been earlier. Instead, I found myself enjoying the heat that built up within me. I also noticed how my breasts tightened up and became excited as they rubbed up against his chest. In fact, the more I pressed into him the better they felt, and the better I felt.

I let out a soft moan. Mark responded by moving his hands up my back and practically squeezing the breath out of me. It was a wonderful feeling and, even though my mind was lost in the sensations, I knew I wanted more.

As we broke to catch our breath, I looked into his eyes and said, "Oh my." My eyes closed slightly and I let out a breath.

"Wow!" Mark repeated. "I can't say that was the best kiss I've ever had, but it is right up there."

"Then I think I better try again. After all, practice makes perfect." I took his face in my hands and leaned in to kiss him again. Why was I doing this? More to the point why couldn't I seem to stop?

Mark and I continued our encounter until Terri came up top.

"Ahem," she said. "Erin, Mark's parents were wondering if they could take their son back with them now. So if you can release him from your lip lock, I am sure they would appreciate it."

Mark and I broke from our embrace and looked at Terri who just stood there with a grin on her face. She walked up to me, checked my lipstick and told me to straighten up my makeup. Then she turned to Mark and handed him a towel to wipe his face. Evidently some of my lipstick got onto his face. I wonder how that happened?

Mark looked deep into my eyes and said, "You're welcome, Erin."

I smiled shyly.

"Um, Erin?"

"Yes?"

"Could I get your phone number or something so we can stay in touch?" Mark took my hand and added, "I would really like to write or call you sometime if that is okay with you."

I wasn't sure if that was really a good idea, but, against my better judgment, gave him my email address. I figured that was the safer of the two options.

He smiled and thanked me.

The three of us climbed back down to the lower deck where Mark's parents stood saying their goodbyes to mom and dad. Mark joined his parents before they entered their dingy and headed back to their own boat. As the boat pulled away, Mark and I locked eyes. I smiled and waved to him as I mouthed 'thank you' to him.

He was heading back to his boat and out of my life. At least I had thanked him properly. He had certainly given me a memory I would not soon forget. The feel of the kisses we had shared lingered on my lips. My body tingled from the whole experience.

Mom and dad gave me a look that made me think they knew what had happened, but I did my best not to let on. Terri, on the other hand, was a different story. She knew exactly what had gone on between Mark and I, but she didn't say anything. I only hoped it would stay that way.

Terri and I went up top to sleep under the stars. I don't think she really wanted to sleep though. She wanted to talk and that overrode her desire to sleep. We got comfortable and talked in hushed tones so mom and dad could sleep.

"So?"

"So what?"

"Don't give me that young lady. You know what I want to hear."

"What ever do you mean Terri?" I said modestly.

"Come on Erin. What was it like? What did you feel? You obviously liked kissing him or else you wouldn't have kissed him the second, third, or fourth time."

"You saw that?"

"It was hard to miss."

"Do mom and dad know?"

"No. They were too wrapped up in conversation with the Foresters. Mom might suspect, but I haven't seen any sign that dad does."

"Good, I hope it stays that way."

"It will as long as you tell me what happened."

"Come on sis. Don't do that."

"Do what?"

"Blackmail me."

"I wouldn't do that Erin. You should know me better than that."

"Yeah. That's true. Sorry."

"No problem." Terri shifted position in her chair and then said, "How about this? If you tell me what it was like I will show you something that will open your eyes to some new sensations."

She had my curiosity, so I spilled the beans about the kisses Mark and I shared. I told her all the details I could remember and then answered any questions she had. When we were done I asked about what she wanted to show me.

"First, I have to get something from my backpack so wait right here."

"I promise not to go anywhere."

Terri headed back down the ladder to her room and returned a few minutes later with a cloth bag. She told me to lie down on the deck and pull down my tube top. The cool breeze flowed around my breasts and caused my nipple to stand up. As good as that was it paled to what I was about to experience.

"Now take this pillow and bite down on it."

I looked at her questioning her sanity, but she just looked at me and said, "Trust me, I know what I'm doing."

I took the small pillow and bit down on one of the edges.

"Now close your eyes."

I complied.

A moment later I felt the slightest touch of something soft against my breast. I opened my eyes wide and shut them again as a wave of intense pleasure hit me. What was that object and how could it cause such a reaction in me? The object was withdrawn and replaced by something I couldn't identify other than it too was very soft and resulted in an even more intense reaction. This one rippled throughout my whole body as it shuddered uncontrollably.

Terri used the object for several minutes. She teased me by moving the object around my breasts ever so slowly. My back arched and the moans continued. I tried to reach up and touch my breasts to find out what she was using, but she gently brushed them away with her other hand. My breathing quickened and my body continued to shake. I bit down hard on the pillow as the waves of pleasure continued to flow. I could feel my penis throbbing madly and moved my hand down to rub it. There was no relief.

Terri had one more item in her bag and took that moment to pull it out. When she touched it to my left breast, I lost it. The touch felt like some exceptionally soft fur, but I could also feel Terri's hand as well. My first impression was that it must be a glove.

I couldn't stand it anymore so I opened my eyes and sat up. I pulled the pillow out of my mouth and brought my tube top back into position. I paused a few moments to catch my breath and said, "Wow! That was amazing."

"I thought you'd enjoy that."

"What were those things?"

"Oh just some toys I have."

"Toys or torture devices," I asked.

"Erin, if that's torture strap me down and do your worst," Terri replied.

If I had had a rack I would have granted her request, but asked, "But what were you using on me? Please tell me." I pleaded.

Terri lifted her hand and showed me the last item she'd used on me. She told me it was a mink glove that she bought some time ago after a friend of hers told her about how good they felt. Next, she took out what looked like a handle with hair on the end of it. I reached out to touch the hair and found it light and silky to my fingers. Lastly, she pulled out a long white feather that was slightly matted due to the method of storage.

"I'm going to have get me some of those 'toys'."

"Just be careful, Erin. They can be addicting."

"No doubt."

After some more conversation the two of us finally drifted off to sleep. My dreams were filled with images that both excited and scared me. Scared me because they were not what I thought a boy my age should be dreaming of. They excited me in that I wanted more of what I had experienced in them. My mind shut down with the image of Mark enveloping me in his arms and kissing me deeply.

 

Chapter 9

As with all things our time in the Keys ended when we pulled in to the marina. We turned the boat over to the owner and removed our gear. As mom and dad paid the tab, Terri and I got the minivan organized so that by the time they returned we were ready to begin our journey back home. After having spent the past 7 days lazing around on a houseboat in the Keys, the trip home was not something we were looking forward to. Dad pulled out into traffic and headed to a nearby motel where we would spend the night before beginning the trip home. We all figured it would be better to get a good night sleep first.

He decided to treat us to dinner at a nice restaurant as kind of a final send off. After Terri had finished getting ready, she helped me. She pulled out a white cotton sundress and laid it on the bed. I stared at it and then at her. She brought out a bra and panties for me. "There, that should do it."

"You don't expect me to wear all that do you?"

"Sure, why not? You've got the figure for it," Terri replied.

I shook my head and then grabbed the panties and bra and walked into the bathroom to change. There was no sense in arguing since she was right. I would look a whole lot better in them than anything else I had. With the door closed, I shucked my clothes and pulled on the panties. I doubted I would ever get used to that sensation. I adjusted my male bits so they weren't so visible and then put on the bra. I ran my fingers through my hair giving it a wild yet feminine look. I leaned close to the mirror and smiled. Then, out of nowhere, I pursed my lip as if I was going to kiss someone. The effect was unsettling. Why did my lips have to look so kissable?

Pulling myself out of my thoughts I returned to the bedroom where Terri waited.

"It's about time. What were you doing in there anyway? Admiring yourself?"

My face burned.

Terri smiled and said, "You were weren't you?"

"Yes."

"And?"

"And what?" I shot back to her.

"Did you like what you saw?"

"Yes."

"Good because as good as you look now, you will look even better when I get through with you."

"Come on sis, don't go all crazy okay?"

"No way. I want you to look your best on our last night in the Keys."

"But . . . "

"But nothing, sis. We're going out with a bang. Accept it."

"Okay. I guess it can't hurt seeing as this is our last night and all."

"That's the spirit. Now come over here so I can do your makeup."

Over the next half hour, Terri worked on my face with her makeup. Once she had finished, she helped me with the dress and sandals. The final outcome was startling. As Terri had stated, on several occasions, I was gorgeous. My male mind was short-circuiting with desire for the young woman I appeared to be. I felt my penis strain for release, but managed to tame it for the moment. What was going on inside me? I was actually happy with the way I looked. If only my hair were longer, I could make the guys squirm in their seats with lust. Not that I looked bad with short hair, just that I think long hair would make me look better. I remembered when I had the wig on, merged it with the makeup job Terri had performed, and knew I would turn heads. I couldn't help, but smile.

"What do you think sis?" Terri asked.

"I don't know what to say," I replied.

"Do you like it?"

I nodded and smiled at the image in the mirror. "Yes. Yes I do." I turned to face Terri and hugged her.

Dad drove us to the restaurant he and mom had picked out. Terri and I talked in hushed tones in the back seat.

Thankfully, dinner was uneventful except for a couple of teenaged boys who kept looking at me. Terri helped me ignore them by holding my attention in conversation.

Back at the motel I decided to turn in early and took a couple of Valerian root pills to help me rest. It had been a long day and I needed the help. When sleep came, it was welcomed.

Before I knew it my sister was shaking me. She told me to get a move on so I dragged myself out of bed and took a shower. A half hour later I was zipping my backpack up and heading out the door. My hair was dry and my makeup was simple. I didn't feel like going all out just for the ride home. It would be a long trip and I wanted to be comfortable.

We packed up the van and headed out to the highway and Texas.

  

  

  

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