Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry!!! You HAVE to ignore Paul’s opening line, I know it’s dodgy, argh, what was I thinking when I wrote it? Sorry! And sorry for the Mark comment too, I love him so it makes it less offensive, sort of. And sorry it’s so short too! I’m just overall sorry for this chapter! So lame!!!

“Paul’s pizza, in association with Paul’s pet funeral parlour. They snuff ‘em and stuff ‘em, we chill ‘em and grill ‘em, how can I help?”
“Is it me or do your opening lines get worse?”
“I thought that was pretty amazing actually”
“I guess so”
“So what’s up?”
“Snogged her”
“And?”
“I couldn’t go further”
“Awww, you respect her!”
“So it was the first thing you suggested?”
“Yeah. It ain’t that bad you know”
“I know, I just dunno what to do now”
“Well, don’t push it. She’ll respect you more for not going too far too fast, and besides, you can’t spend all week in bed, they’d have to move the show to midnight on able if you did!”
“Good point. We’re supposed to be going to the beach now anyway”
“Remember it’s illegal outside”
“Yeah, thanks”
“Hey, before you go, have you met Chris’s girlfriend?”
“Chris’s girlfriend?”
“Yeah, he says she’s your date’s best mate”
“Oh, her. Yeah, I’ve met her, don’t remember her though”
“Right. You know she’s moved in with him now, right?”
Ben almost dropped the phone.
“WHAT?”
“You didn’t. Well, tell Sally-“
“It’s Sammie”
“Okay, okay, Mark has a dodgy memory with this sort of thing remember. Tell Sammie about it, she probably doesn’t know and she might need to”
“Okay”
“Bye”
“Yeah, see ya”
Ben put down his phone and wrestled on his swimming trunks, and met Sammie outside his room.
“Nice shorts Ben” she said, and he saw her holding her video camera. He smiled and went back to his room to get his camera. He made sure the tape was at the front and pressed record.
“And here’s Sammie in a lovely revealing blue bikini, with a wonderful blue and purple sarong. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure something comes off, dunno if it’s going to be the sarong or bikini top. Which do you think Sammie darling?”
“If you take my top off, I’ll make sure you lose your shorts”
“Ooooh, is that a promise?” They moved closer together, and kissed again. Sammie stopped her camera, but Ben held his up to record everything. She realised what he’d done when they broke apart, but before she could react, he was teasing her.
“So, Sammie, darling, how was that for you?”
“Would’ve been better without the camera” Ben switched it off and kissed her again.
“What do you think the chances are of getting to the beach before I take your top off?” he whispered.
“Pretty good” Sammie whispered back, then wriggled out of his arms and ran for the beach. Ben watched her go for a while, and then followed, grinning widely.