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'Old fashioned diving suit for two!'
It sounded so much more romantic, painted on a board at the end of the pier. I'd assumed, because who wouldn't, that the basted-looking man leaning against the winch actually worked there! That may have been mistake number one. He'd sucked his bottom lip, scrutinising Daphne in her bikini, mumbled "Honeymooners, huh?"
We bob. I'm not sure if we're being tugged from above or something in the water's banging against us.