Beach Getaway

As soon as we arrived Dimitri sets up our beach towels, sitting down he sat behind me putting sunscreen onto the parts I couldn’t reach, and I did the same to his body. “Aren’t you surfing?” I asked, “Not yet, I want to go for a swim with my girl first.” He said I smiled at him, “Right then, the last one in is a rotten egg!” I yelled out running past him and heading in between the flags and splashed into the cool water, laughing as I feel him close behind me, picking me up and throwing me onto his shoulders as he walks further into the water until its belly button high as the waves are big compared to what I have seen up north. “So I take it you’re the rotten egg?” He asked.