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Colleen hesitated, for some reason she averted her eyes as Elizabeth removed her bikini top, even though exposing one’s breasts appeared to be the norm on the hotel beach. Perhaps she simply wanted to see them too much and couldn’t bear the burden of guilt she felt. Elizabeth waited. ‘Go on. You’re on holiday. Besides, there are only us girls all alone out here.’ There was the call again, urging, luring. Still, Colleen remembered her resolution. ‘Yes. I am on holiday!’ She stripped to her panties; hoped Elizabeth wouldn’t notice her nervous trembling, notice how erect her nipples were.

There was no chance of that. Elizabeth seemed to watch her every movement, stared openly at the girl’s breasts. ‘It’s the sea breeze,’ she said nonchalantly. Colleen’s flush spread to her throat and chest. Elizabeth smiled warmly, a twinkle in her eye. ‘I love the way you blush so readily.’

‘Do I?’

For a long while Colleen sat forward, her hands squashed between her thighs, arms hiding her nipples. When she realised that Elizabeth paid her no attention she relaxed, lay back against the cushions, enjoying the warmth of the sun on her skin. They motored to the secluded cove with hardly a word spoken, the sound and vibration of the diesel engine lulling Colleen into a state of semi-consciousness. Behind her closed eyelids she thought only of Elizabeth, of Elizabeth’s sun-tanned body, of the freckles on the woman’s breasts.

‘You should put on more sunscreen.’

Colleen sat up, pleasantly dazed, to find Elizabeth edging Adriana into a horseshoe-shaped cove surrounded on all sides by high cliffs. Elizabeth placed the engine in neutral, dropped anchor, drew in the chain using the motorised hoist until the anchor caught and the chain became taut. Satisfied, she cut the engine. After the gentle drone of the previous hour the silence was striking. Colleen looked around wide-eyed. The cove looked idyllic, the surrounding hillsides deserted, the only onlooker a somewhat bemused goat, and even he moved on.

Elizabeth was in the turquoise clear water before Colleen had fully taken in the spectacle. ‘Come on! The water’s lovely.’

After some hesitation Colleen followed. It wasn’t an elegant dive and in the process she lost her panties. She thrashed around in a minor panic trying to find them.

‘These yours?’ Elizabeth teased, holding aloft the sodden material. She swam over to the younger woman. ‘Feels good doesn’t it? Swimming naked, I mean.’

‘Yes,’ admitted Colleen.

Elizabeth took hold of Colleen’s hand, guided it between her legs while she effortlessly trod water. She looked deep into the girl’s eyes. ‘I left mine on deck.’

‘Oh.’ Colleen felt her cheeks flush again.

Elizabeth pressed hesitant fingers against her sex. ‘You know, I don’t believe you’re as innocent as you make out Colleen. You realise – or suspect now at least – why I invited you on board?’

‘No. I mean ...’

‘Hoped perhaps? Why else did you spy on me, day after day?’

‘I wasn’t spying.’

‘Come now, we both know that you were. Don’t be shy – tell Lizzie the truth. Do you like to watch other girls? Did you touch yourself while you watched me?’

‘No!’

‘Not your type?’ Elizabeth wrapped her lithe legs around the girl’s waist, clasping her tightly.

‘Please, I’m not a strong swimmer. I’d like to go back now.’

‘Of course.’

Back aboard the Adriana, Colleen busied herself with the pretence of towelling dry, with applying sun-screen lotion.

‘Here, let me do that.’

Colleen nervously handed Elizabeth the bowl of oil and lay passively on her front as Elizabeth began to rub the oily lotion into her skin. Her hands felt soft and sure and soon Colleen fell back into her languid state. Then, without a word, Elizabeth straddled Colleen’s legs, sitting just below her bottom. Colleen was intensely aware of Elizabeth’s nakedness. Her sex felt hot and moist against her skin. As the woman worked her way from shoulder to legs, her hands lingered on the girl’s bottom, slick fingers dipping between those cheeks, teasing, delving between her thighs and the backs of her legs.