He happened to glance down and through the gap in her spaghetti-strap top saw her bare nipples grow into pinpoints. Shawna kept dropping little kisses...on his neck from behind, her own arm draped around both Jeff and Lori.“Do we have to go swimming?” Lori whispered loud enough for both Jeff and Shawna to hear.“Why?” Shawna whispered back. “Got something else in mind?”“Maybe?” Lori whispered back and flushed a deep pink as she hugged Jeff’s arm.“Whatever you two want,” Jeff said as he followed. ”“Mmmmmhmm,” “I know.”“Damn this isn’t helping my boner at all.” I thought, “she is giving a lot of hints. Maybe I should go for it. No, NO! she is my cousin. Well not really……she is only my adopted cousin not even close to blood related.”“ What is going on in your head?” she said.“ I am thinking about what I could do with you here.”“ Oh really…..”“ Wanna go in the suana?”“Will the others be able to see us?”“ I doubt it.”“OK then lets go.”We went over to the suana turned it on for about 5. We were soon on the sands, there being two swim places in Folkestone, one a short stretch of sand opposite the pier, the other a pebble beach on the other side of that pier, backed by a funfair. It`s much longer, less folk but harder on the feet…The pier at Folkestone at that time was a big solid old job that could take three cross-channel ships nose to tail, and had railway platforms for trains to meet the ships, and was no ornamental seaside holiday makers pier this, and I had worked on it. That's all there is to it."He stared at me for a long time. "People of goodwill, eh? You wait here, sir, I will be right back."I had finally progressed from sir to fool and back. He hopped off his chair and hustled to the back of the room, leaving me to fondle the beautiful books, imagining how they would be received tomorrow.Suddenly I had to duck deep down. There, his face pressed to the window, was Alfred, peering into the shop. Damn, what to do now? Perhaps I was saved by his threshold fear.