A quick scan of the immediate area told Lucy that none of the other women were sunbathing topless. Although she'd given it a go during a holiday to Ibiza when she was 19, she'd been helped by the fact that nearly everyone was topless at the time. She couldn't find the courage to do it on her own, though.
She stood up, clutching her towel against her chest and picked up her bag. She walked the length of the pool, her unsupported breasts bouncing loosely beneath the towel, and headed back towards the ship's elevators. A few men stared at her bare back, probably trying to imagine away the Brazilian-cut bikini bottoms that made up her entire outfit, but she ignored them. She knew that she'd see the two kids responsible with their parents at some point during the cruise and she'd have a word with them to get her top back. In the worst case scenario she could just buy a new swimsuit the next time they stop at a port.
Inside the air conditioning served to remind her how little she actually wore. She stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for her floor. As the doors closed, however...
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