onto the busy street, toting our opaque black bags.
"Stop
grinning like that," I snapped, noticing her still upturned lips.
"That was embarrassing. We really, really shouldn’t have done that."
"Oh,
come on," Eve replied, laughing loudly. It sounded like she’d been waiting
to do so until we were in public. "You can't tell me that it wasn't a
little funny. Besides, it wasn't like she was mad or anything."
"It wasn’t funny. I could have been fired…we could have been arrested - and
now an old lady in Saint Martin knows that I'm a...a..."
"A lesbian?" Eve finished for me quietly. She
was still smiling, but the glee had diminished a bit...making her look sad.
"I know that you don't want people to think of us as a couple, but I hope
you understand that I wish the whole world knew how happy you make me. Someday,
Amanda, I hope that you can swallow your pride and accept yourself for what you
are - a woman who wants to be me and doesn't care what the world thinks."
"I
do want to be with you," I whispered, feeling guilty. "I wish that I
could just not care about what other people thought about me...but I can't. Not
yet."
"What's
so wrong about being a bisexual, anyways?" Eve asked, her tone growing
irritated. She took my hand, ignoring my wide eyes as she did so. "I
really like you, Amanda, and I'd love to spend the rest of the day lounging
naked on a beach with you…but if you’re not going to show me the least bit of
attention when we’re in public just because I have a pussy…”
Eve
trailed off, but the implied threat was clear: accept her openly or this wasn’t
a real relationship at all. I was still having reservations about our openness,
but one thing I knew for certain: I didn’t want to lose Eve. I loved every
moment that I spent with her…from the casual drinks after dinner to the erotic
sessions in her staterooms until the wee hours. Taking a deep breath, I curled
my fingers around hers and smiled weakly.
“I
want to be with you,” I said, my voice trembling slightly. “In public or not,
nude or not – I want to spend all the time I can right next to you.”
Eve
flashed her most radiant smile at me, and she leaned her head in towards my
neck. I stiffened only slightly as she kissed me tenderly at its base. It was
going to take some getting used to, this public affection thing - but I knew
that I had to do it for her sake. If the rest of the world thought that I was a
lesbian…so be it.
“Come
on,” Eve breathed into my ear before taking me by the arm. “Let’s go to the
beach.”
***
Orient
Bay was swarming with tourists by the time Eve and I arrived. The Excelsius had excursions to the beach, of course, so
the others must have arrived hours ago. Being somewhat shy about my body, I’d
never actually been to the beach before – it was a little surreal seeing it in
person. It was different than what I’d imagined, though I guess I’d never truly
known what to expect.
Not
everyone on the beach was nude – it was a clothing- optional beach, after
all. Its reputation for being the most famous nude beach in the Caribbean was
well earned, though; there were people everywhere, and a good half of them were
stark nude. Most were older, resembling prunes more than anything. Prunes with penises.
There
were a good amount of younger people, though, roughly our age – and they
weren’t so bad to look at. Twenty-something guys were playing volleyball with
their girlfriends, their cocks bouncing playfully with each leap for the ball.
Their ladies, in turn, had their firm breasts hanging free as they returned the
serves and bumps.
Their
legs were covered with sand all the way from their feet to their crotches, and
I could see their tan lines from where their bikinis would have been. Most were
unshaven, though a tall blonde near the back was as smooth as-
“See
anything you like?” Eve asked, staring at me with an amused expression on her
face.
I
looked at her, confused from being lost in