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mouth. I savored the creamy sweetness. When we finished the last bites of dessert, Nick took my hand.
    “Do you want to go for a walk?" He said.
    "That would be nice," I replied.
    We exited the restaurant and walked along the pier. Other couples walked past us and seagulls squawked in the air. The fog rolled over the Berkeley hills and spilled into the water. This was a typically beautiful Northern California night.
    "I'm having a really good time," Nick grabbed my hand and held it.
    I gave his hand a squeeze, "Me too." In fact, this was the most amazing night of my life. I knew I was in trouble.
    "Have you ever been on a yacht?" Nick asked me.
    What a strange question to ask. "I can't say that I have," I told him. "Why do you ask?"
    "Come with me." He led my by the hand. We walked along the boardwalk until we reached the harbor. A fleet of yachts were anchored there. We stopped at one that had the words Triton’s Adventure painted on the side of it.
    "Let's go aboard." He tugged me towards the ship.
    "We can't get on some strangers boat!" I told him.
    "Don't worry I'm renting it while I'm in town."
    "You rent a yacht?" I was taken off guard.
    "I found it online."
    Nick lived in a world that was so different from my own. It was a glamorous world where people rented yachts, and ate in fancy restaurants. We had absolutely nothing in common. I was a size eighteen bartender who worked in a plus-size shop by day. What in the hell did he see me?
    "Come on let's go in," He held his hand out and I took it. They yacht was huge, or at least I thought it was. I had to duck to get through the front door. Holy, was it was nice inside! There was a dining area, bedroom, and a cute kitchenette. Nick motioned and I sat down on the sofa. He disappeared and came back with a bottle of champagne and two glasses.
    "I don't think I've ever had champagne on a yacht before," Was this was really happening to me? I've never had so much fun in all my life. He popped the champagne cork. There was a loud sound, and white foam shot out.
    "Whoops that's kind of messy," Nick poured the glasses and handed me one.
    "It's pretty good." I laughed as the bubbly liquid tickled my nose.
    "Glad you like it," then he leaned in very closely and kissed me. The combination of his kiss in the champagne made my head swim. I pulled away from him and placed my hand on his chest.
    "What's the matter?" He held my hands in his.
"Nothing. I'm just ready to have fun." I yanked my coat off and tossed it.
    "Candi I want to just want to show you how beautiful you are." My heart thumped in my chest. I wasn't sure what was going to happen next.
    "Take off your shirt." his eyes filled with lust.
    "What?" I stood there in shock.
    He sat on the sofa his legs wide apart. "Please, take off your shirt"
    I undid the tiny pearl buttons on my blouse. One by one I unsnapped them, until the front popped opened. I have to admit that my breasts are my best feature. They're full and ample, and I've caught more than one guy transfixed by my cleavage. 
    Nick whistled, "Beautiful."
    "The bra, take off the bra." Nick's face held an intensity that aroused me and at the same time scared me a little. What in the hell was I doing? I just met him and now we’re alone together. Was I really going to go through with this?
    "Okay I'll take it off," I unfastened the bra and slipped it off my shoulders.
    "My God you're stunning," Nick licked his lips. I blushed at the compliment. Stunning wasn't something I heard too often from guys. I wasn't down on myself for being a big girl. Hell, I knew that I looked damned good. I was just waiting for the rest of the world to catch up with me. 
    "Now the skirt, take off the skirt." I did as I was told and stepped out of my skirt. Now I was bare breasted, in nothing but my panties and heels. Ok, I admit that I’m self-conscious about my tummy. My belly and me have a love/hate relationship. I’d never allowed a guy to admire me like this. I shifted nervously, exposed