With the tide coming in, the sea was wild and exciting. But today, after seeing her coming out of the water in her wet salwar kameez, he had started feeling an excitement of a different kind. Ashamed at the tumescence fuelled by his own forbidden thoughts he had gone back into the sea. But that had given little respite. No matter how hard he tried, his growing hardness kept on rearing its head. He was almost in chest deep waters now and felt relieved that nobody could see what was happening to him.
"Shit!" He cursed himself. "How could he think of her like that?"
A wave caught him unawares and sent him reeling. He loved the feel of water all around him but today he felt a mild panic. As he surfaced again he looked around. There were shrieks and shout all around from joyous bathers. He kept on looking all around him.
"What am I searching for?" He wandered.