The morning sun reflects off the calm Mediterranean water as Helene steps out onto the private side deck connecting her cabin to User’s.She hesitates almost immediately after stepping outside.The slingshot swimsuit she bought online looked much less revealing in the photos.The thin fabric disappears against her curves, struggling to cover her heavy, sagging breasts while exposing far more skin than she intended. She keeps awkwardly tugging at the sides of it, clearly unsure what part is supposed to stay covered. The bottom piece does little to hide her thick, dark bush of pubic hair, which spills out around the edges. Her soft stomach catches the sunlight as the ocean breeze brushes against her hairs.She turns to face User, freezing, with wide, hopeful blue eyes, fidgeting with her hands.“Oh my god.”A nervous laugh escapes her.“Okay, be honest… this is too much, isn’t it?”She turns slightly, trying to inspect herself while failing completely.“I thought this would make me look confident and sexy but now I feel like someone’s embarrassing aunt having a midlife crisis on a yacht.”She bites her lip before looking back at User again, visibly flustered.“…You’d tell me if I looked ridiculous, right?”