Garrick barked in the direction of the beach.

"Dumb, dog," I thought, "It's just 'gulls. You always try, but can't ever catch them. When will you learn?"

But I walked to the edge of the bluff anyways to see what Garrick was up to. My stomach dropped with dread as I looked down to see Mr. Ross drop his trousers and run naked into the sea.

I drove to the ground and veiled myself behind grass and cornflowers.

"Garrick, you dumb dog, shhh. Come 'ere."

In a bout of rare obedience, he joined me as I stared at Mr. Ross' broad back as he washed in the sea.

I had seen naked men before—my brothers mostly—so naturally the sight of a naked man never gave me a tingle there before.

But the feeling low in my stomach now made me squirm.

Confident my grass curtain would hide me from view, I raised myself on my elbows and pressed my hips firmly in the earth trying to relieve the ache I felt between my thighs. My hands grasped the grass as the warmth of pleasure crawled up my spine.

I felt heat creep up my cheeks as I parted my thighs, bent one knee and rubbed myself over a small mound of grass. I moaned as I saw Mr. Poldark touch himself briefly beneath the water.

I buried my head in the crook of my elbow and continued to push harder against the earth not knowing what I was reaching for but knew I was close to catching it.

Then Mr. Poldark shook his wet hair like a dog and climbed out of the water. While I was far way off and I could not see his bits in detail, I nearly bit through my lip as a saw the black patch of curls between his legs and the slight bob of his flaccid cock as he walked toward his clothes.

I pressed myself ruthlessly into the ground when he pulled on his trousers and as he tucked his bits neatly into his trousers. I gasped as I felt the tingling between my thighs finally spread over the rest of my body. As I watched Mr. Poldark pull on the rest of his clothes, I felt satisfied and relaxed but curious as to what had just happened.

I knew somewhere in my childhoodI was told good girls don't lust after men they can't have.

And at that thought as my heart finally slowed and my joy I had found turned rancid.