May
It was in late May when
Paul Milford, a Uniform
Police Constable from St Pierre, left the island for a stag weekend with a
group of friends from University in the traditional seaside
resort of Sharpington-by-Sea.
It was a popular destination for visitors
with its Victorian Pier, seafront hotels, crazy golf, the Palladium ballroom,
well maintained gardens, promenade, theatre and illuminations, and had all the
usual things to have a great time by the seaside, as well as amusement arcades
and of course the Sharpington Fun Park.
They were
staying in a Caravan Park up at Whitecliffe Hill for the Bank Holiday weekend
and were blessed with warm clement weather, which brought many more visitors to
enjoy all the seaside fun.
The lads had
been there for one day when quite by chance they met up with some familiar
faces, a group of girls from Abbottsford.
Among them was
Vicki Govett, who he knew slightly from his University days, and he thought she
was pretty enough and had a nice figure, but he always found her to be a bit
aloof.
But early on
Bank Holiday Monday morning as he walked along the pier he saw her in an
entirely different light.
It was 6 am and Paul had been up and about
for a couple of hours and had been to the end of the pier and had been enjoying
a joke with the fishermen and then he decided it was time for breakfast.
As it was early, so other holidaymakers
were few and far between but the first one he saw was a familiar face.
Vicki Govett
walked towards him with the sunlight behind her and after the initial
recognition his eyes were drawn to the contents of her white summer dress,
which were unfettered, and dancing hypnotically, it was the most delicious
sight, because the early sun had rendered her white cotton summer dress almost
invisible and displayed her exceptional figure to great effect.
Vicki saw him
staring with his gaze fixed and unshakable and she turned up her nose as she
approached him and gave him a look conveying utter disgust.
“Have you seen
enough?” Vicki asked with contempt, and he smiled and nodded and then replied
“I’ve seen everything thank you”
Unaware of his
meaning she delivered yet another contemptible look and then he said.
“You might want to slip this on” he suggested as he offered her his jacket, but
she just gave him a puzzled look in response and sneered at his offering.
“Your dress is
totally see-through in the sunlight” he said and offered her his jacket again,
but it still took a moment for the penny to drop.
“Oh God” she
said and quickly put on his jacket, and she was blushing vividly as she stood
outside the toilets.
“Thank you”
She walked to
the door and half turned as she opened it
“Thank you” she
said and smiled, and with that smile he saw her in entirely different light
again.
Once she
reappeared, her embarrassment had subsided, so he took her to breakfast where
he discovered that a kind and gentle young woman dwelt beneath the aloofness.
After breakfast
he walked her back to her guest house to change into something less revealing
and then they spent the rest of the day together.
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