I can't see anything from under your petticoats, but so long as my head is covered they won't recognise us. We'll just look like a scrap of torn can...vas. Try and drag your outer slip over your head without blinding your vision."Elizabeth quickly grasped my idea to camouflage our appearance and we slowly paddled towards the large piece of broken deck planking. Fortunately, and unknown to us, they were still fighting on the two ships so our actions went un-noticed. Once we had reached the. I need hardly tell who the four bride's maids were.We married during the summer holidays and took a month's honeymoon inAmsterdam. Naturally the girls accompanied us but we took Sylvia alongto share the child-care duties when we went clubbing in the evenings. Margaret and Sian joined us for the second fortnight and occasionally,Billy and Mac came visiting, when the ship was in Amsterdam. The honeymoon hotel was our old regular gay venue in Amsterdam and theother guests were enchanted when they. I did not wear my uniform, and her tremendous body was barely covered by a low cut blouse, obviously with no bra, and a spectacular miniskirt. We sat down at a table in a dark corner, holding hands like an old couple, had a drink and then the music started.When we got to the dance floor under the flashing low lights this woman did not hesitate to put her arms right around my waist and pulled her body against me. Soft, big breasts pushed against my chest and her leg got between mine with every. One thing about me is that I tend to speak my mind, and sometimes that is more than the people around me can handle!"Oh, I see," James said."Sorry to just blurt it out like that. Tom usually takes care of me before he leaves on these kinds of trips, but he has been sick the last few days and didn't want me getting sick while he's not around to take care of me," I said."Tom is a good man," James said."Yes, he is… but he's not around now when I really need him," I said sadly.Then James did.