Some petty officers appeared and began to direct others of the crew to get the protective covers off the boats, and open up their access hatches, but ...they would not allow anyone to get in them yet.As we stood there I was relieved to see lights on the shore which seemed very close. I breathed a sigh of relief. If necessary I could swim that far. I pointed that out to Kate. She tried to smile but her eyes gave her away as she firmly grasped my arm. Of course Alan tried to act like a big shot and. "Mummy, can I dress like Portia?" Peter asked. (He had heard Nia call meby my new name and preferred to think of me as a woman than as his dad!)"Does Portia wear makeup?" Mike asked looking at me like a little brotherwho had told a tale that had just got his older sister in trouble. I knewalready what was coming next and that my sons had heard every word Nia hadjust said."I wasn't calling your father Portia yet, Peter and yes in due course.But you are right, Mike, she needs to get used to. She asked me if I could apply to massage oil in her waist. She told me it’s on the table.I fetched the oil and I said it could spill on her saree and blouse. I had no second thought till that time. Then she moved her hands back and unhooked her blouse and told me to do gently. As I was massaging I slightly moved her blouse towards her shoulder so that I could massage her freely.I moved downwards to her waist. I moved her saree a little downward. I could see her purple panty at that time. And I. .. you know Matt wants to see our tits, so what's the harm in you allowing Michael to take the pics". Samantha said "yeah, but I've always kept my body a secret from other men". Chelsea chimed in and said "I'm sure a part of you gets turned on thinking about him taking your pics... right?". Samantha looked at Michael and shrugged... "I'd be lying if I said it didn't turn me on a little bit". I knew if she wasn't drunk she would have never admitted to it.I said "no pressure... just seems silly.