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The next few weeks were to be an immersion into
sensuality that would be a guide and a standard for the
rest of my life. I had never been on a boat in my life.
That filled me with trepidation as I stood looking out
over Kalimara harbor to the sea beyond. What did not
occur to me at that time was that life itself was just
such a huge sea, filled with wonder, occasional danger,
and things which touch all the senses and mobilize them
into a palette of pleasure. My guides would be Etienne
and Jan-Dirk, waiting for me someplace here, along this
long pier.
Olympus was a Fifty-four foot yacht, sleek and
beautiful, lying in slot 144. There was no one aboard,
so I sat on the little house-like structure of the cabin
and waited. The sound and smell of the sea filled my
nostrils; a light breeze cooled my cheek. Etienne and
Jan-Dirk were soon strolling toward me, she in a light
green dress he in a crisp looking blue blazer, a tie
hung round his neck. Her high heels were strangely out
of place, yet made her look elegant.
My heart leapt and I felt strangely attracted to her.
Why was I suddenly struck dumb by her smile? For the
first time in my life, I realized I had fallen in love
with another woman. The thought shocked me. Yet, there
was little to dispute the fact. I had all the symptoms,
my hands shook slightly, I simply could not take my eyes
from her, I was aware of the tiniest details of her
beauty. Could this be? My mind was thrashing about to
explain it.
"Sorry, we are so late, Erica, dear. We had to go to one
last fancy luncheon. One of Jan-Dirk's buildings had
it's grand opening today, you know, ribbon cutting and
all that. They don't even let the architect cut the
ribbon, but he has to attend. Have you been waiting
long?"
"Oh, no, no. Just a few minutes."
"Take my shoes, will you? A bit impractical on the boat,
don't you think" her laugh was self-deprecating and
melodic. I was to find it completely captivating in the
next few days.
Jan-Dirk re-emerged from below, already changed into
ragged shorts and a loose shirt and inspected me quietly
with blue-grey eyes.
"Ready?'
"Ready!" I said, not so convincingly.
"Don't worry, we have a nice light breeze, right?" His
Dutch accent and husky laugh were somehow reassuring as
he went about readying the boat.
I sat in the gangway to the cabin, watching as Etienne
changed her clothes and chattered questions at me. She
slipped the dress over her head and hung it in a closet
and then unsnapped her stockings and rolled one and then
the other down her long legs. She slipped off the garter
belt and tossed the stockings and belt into a bag
hanging in the closet. "Looks like you came prepared for
a cruise! You bought deck shoes, good." She muttered
idly as she unsnapped her bra and scooped her hands
around her breasts, rubbing away the tight lines. She
slipped a bright green t-shirt over her head, pulled
tight white shorts over her hips and smiled up at me.
She signaled me to go up on deck.