Marti was no seductress and there was no way on earth she would tease a man.  She hadn't intended the removal of her street clothes to be seductive, but it certainly turned out that way, and when she heard Jeremiah groan, and saw him blush, well she realized what she had done, or more than likely, the way she had done it, and he was aroused.  She couldn't help but smile to herself, as she now knew for certain, that he was as interested in her, as she was in him.<br/><br/>Looking at him, kneeling before her, he looked like he was worshipping her.  She nearly giggled at the thought, for she didn't see herself as much of a beauty.  The look of pure delight came across his face when she asked him to put the suntan lotion on her back.  Watching him snatch the beach towel from her bag, and spread it on the warm sand beside his, and pat it, as he told her to sit down while he did so.  Marti thought that odd, but she sat down on the towel, beside him, and turned so her back was to him.<br/><br/>"If I don't coat myself with sun block, I get a nasty burn, and I don't intend on one of the attractions I see in Hawaii being the inside of an Emergency room!  That has actually happened to me, when I ended up with sunstroke, on vacation one year.  Not the highlight of a trip, to say the least."  Damn, she was babbling again, which she tended to do when she was nervous.<br/><br/>She took a deep breath, and tried to relax, to concentrate on the feel of his hands on her skin, the feel of his hands as he gently applied the sun block to her back.  The touch of his fingers as he moved the straps of her one piece swimsuit to the side, just a bit, so he could apply lotion underneath the strap as well.  The touch of his hand as it crept up her neck toward her hairline.  The touch of his hand was mesmerising.  The touch of his hand was hypnotic.  Marti closed her eyes, and let his touch take her away.  She felt herself leaning back into him, she could lose herself in the touch of his hands.<br/><br/>Remembering where they were, she opened her eyes, and glanced over her shoulder at him and smiled.  "Thank you, Jeremiah.  I thought I would have to wear a T-shirt over my bathing suit, to prevent a burn."  She turned to face him, and gently took the bottle out of his hand.  "Can I help you?", she asked.<br/><br/><br/><br/>