The sound of seagulls echoed in the background and the scent of salt air overcame me as I crossed the plank onto the deck of the Burning Sapphire. Grandpa had surprised the family by buying us tickets to a two week long cruise. I waved to the crowd on the docks as the boat parted, sending me unknowingly into the greatest adventure of my life. DAY ONE I threw my suitcase onto the floor and crashed on my bed, relaxing and planning out the next fourteen days. We would see so many things. There were many things to do on the ship alone, like swimming, gambling, watching movies or even live theater. However that wasn’t what I was excited for. I was excited because we were going to see the northern lights. We would stop on uninhabited islands, and visit countries I had never heard of before. As I was daydreaming however, the door to my room burst open and in came Kat, throwing her suitcase on the floor and looking at me with a flustered look.  “Grandpa forgot to book me and you separately. We’re going to be stuck in the same room together for the whole two weeks.” She sounded angry and annoyed.  “Hey look at things on the bright side. I’m going to spend hardly any time in the room at all. I’ll only come here to shower and sleep, the rest of my time will be spent having fun around the ship. You’ll hardly notice I’m here. Let’s just have fun, we never go to go on vacation.” She calmed down slightly and I left the room to get some air. This would be a long two weeks if she was bitter about being stuck in the room with me the whole time.  I walked out onto the deck again when I noticed her, she was in a sun dress with a pair of flip flops on. She turned her head and looked istanbul travesti over her shoulder at me smiling. Her silvery blond hair swayed in the wind as I walked towards her.  “Hello stranger.” She giggled and smiled, revealing a slight gap between her two front teeth, only making her cuter. “Listen, I have an amazing idea. How about me and you go back to my room and share a drink together? There’s nothing more beautiful than two strangers connecting. We could share a moment together that no one else can have.” She grabbed my hand and I led her back to my room, pouring two glasses of scotch that I had smuggled on board. We drank and laughed, getting to know each other better. Like a ferocious animal she attacked me, pinning me down and started grinding her hips against mine. I leaned forward, kissing her lustfully, sucking on her tongue. She nibbled on my lips and began kissing down my chest.  “Ohh Kat that’s right keep going.” “Uh, who the hell is Kat?” She backed away, crossing her arms in front of her chest. “It’s my ex girlfriend, it slipped out I’m sorry.” She slapped me across the face, muttered something about me being an incredible asshole and left the room.  After she left I had plenty of time to think about what I had said. Kat was not an ex-girlfriend. Kat was the name of my sister. I hadn’t thought about her in such a long time though. I thought those feelings for her had disappeared. I downed the rest of the bottle of scotch and went to bed on the couch.  Kat came in later on that night, stripping down to her shirt, panties and a bra. She fell asleep quickly, her long drawn out breaths tormenting me. I wanted istanbul travestileri more than anything to wake her up and tell her how I felt, but that could never happen. I was trapped in hell for two weeks, forced to share a room with my greatest desire.  I was half asleep when I heard her kicking around in her sleep. She seemed to be having a nightmare, but then I heard, “please Leon, I love you. Please don’t leave me.” I shot up in bed and stared at her. Leon was my name. She was dreaming about me, and more than that she loved me. I whispered, “I would never leave you” and she drifted back into whatever dream she was having.  I fell onto my back once more thinking about what she had said in her dream. She wanted me. I wanted her. Still I fought back my feelings. Her dream could be anything. She may have loved me, but not the way I loved her. I convinced myself that the love she had mumbled about in her dream was a sisterly love, and fell bitterly asleep. DAY TWO I ran around with no aim, not knowing what to do. I had swam and fished and ran all day taking a part in all the Sapphire had to offer. Finally Kat tracked me down, the very sight of her a heavy burden on my heart. I looked into her eyes and my soul set on fire. “Leon, I was wondering if you wanted to see the classic movie with me tonight. They’re projecting it on the deck at 9:30. It’s Don Juan, and I know how much you love Errol Flynn.” I looked at her, and as much as it hurt I accepted her offer. We found a secluded spot on the deck and sat, watching the movie in utter darkness. As Don Juan was being slapped by the forgettable princess, Kat reached out and travesti istanbul touched her pinkie to mine. I cupped her hand and squeezed three times. Our way of saying I love you. She squeezed back four times – I love you too.   The movie ended, and the crowd faded away but we remained, holding hands and staring at the stars. Suddenly the sky lit up and dozens of stars shot across the sky. I looked into Kat’s eyes and time ceased to exist. I fought internally the desire to tell her how I felt about her. I wanted to tell her then how much she meant to me, and how much she influenced my life. But I did not, and the moment left. We stood up, rolling up our blankets and walked back to our room. DAY THREELast night was the most wonderful night of my life. I woke up hoping to find Kat still asleep in her bed but she was nowhere to be found. Her bed was neatly made and there was a note left for me on her pillow. It read: Dear Leon. Last night was incredible, and it gave me the courage to say what I’ve always wanted to say to you. I love you, with all my heart, mind, soul, and body. If you feel the same way about me, meet me on the deck tonight at Midnight. Eternally yours, KatI read the not over and over again my heart racing. She loved me. I took a shower and prepared myself to meet her. She only wanted to see me tonight at midnight, so I waited in the room, reading my book to calm myself. When the clock finally struck midnight I ran to the deck to meet her.  I could see her in the distance, her body a shadowy outline against the dark blue night. I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her, telling her how much I loved her. “I’ve wanted to tell you for such a long time, but I feared what you may think of me. I love you too with all my heart, soul, body, and mind. You are my everything, and without you I’m nothing.” She turned around with a smile on her face, wiping the tears from her eyes. “I thought you weren’t coming,” she said, sobbing slightly.