"Guy N. Smith - Night Of The Crabs 2 - Crabs Moon" - читать интересную книгу автора (Smith Guy N)

There were plenty of shady places, well-used sandy indentations amidst the
coarse grass. Irey felt herself becoming tense again. God, Alan would kill her
if he got to know she'd been in here with a feller. Her flood of guilt
terminated in a lump in her throat as she noticed a small object half-buried
in the sand by her foot. There was no mistaking its identity - a used condom.
But you came across them everywhere these days, no place was sacred. And it
wasn't any of her business.

This is fine,' Keith was lowering himself down to the ground, pulling her with
him. 'It'll be nice to be out of the sun for a while.'

A moment's awkward silence. His hand was on her thigh again but suddenly it
was an exciting prospect. He obviously thought something of her or else he
wouldn't have brought her here; he could have had his pick of the tarts back
at the Blue Ocean Holiday Camp if it was sex he was after. And he wasn't
getting that. Surely he knew.

His face was close to hers, wafting some masculine odour, a strong aftershave.
She closed her eyes, shuddered as his lips found hers, felt a wave of
goose-pimples flooding her skin. Damn Alan, this served him right. She hadn't
been kissed like this for years.

Irey checked, stiffened, and had to stop herself from pushing Keith's fingers
away. He'd got a hand inside her T-shirt and was already making a nipple
stiffen. Schoolboy stuff! Fifteen years ago a girl would have been shocked;
nowadays she was shocked if it didn't happen.

'I fancy a swim,' he murmured in her ear. 'How about you?'

'I haven't brought a costume with me.'

'You don't need one here. I don't have one, anyway.'

'There was a sign back at the entrance forbidding nude bathing.'

'Sure, but nobody will bother us up this end. Not today, anyway. I noticed one
or two on the sands further up had stripped off.'

'I don't really know,' Irey wished she didn't blush so easily. 'I'll have to
think about it.' It sounded churlish.
Tell you what, Irey, suppose I go and have a dip first for a few minutes. Then
I'll come back and tell you how lovely and cool the water is and that there's
nobody about. Then we'll both go in, eh?'

'Oh, all right.' She knew she'd end up going in the sea whatever she said. The
idea was exciting. It was just that she needed time to think about it ... to
savour the prospect.

Through slitted eyes she watched her companion undress. She had been aware as
they kissed that he was aroused but the sudden exposure, the quivering length