Jon had already explained to Mr. Buford that he and Ben would be swimming, so he wasn't surprised when the man made his way through the sand to find a place to sit. He led Ben to the row of changing huts and stepped into the one next to him trying not to think about the fact that it was faintly erotic to know that Ben was changing that close to him. "I'll see you in a moment," Jon smiled and wished that perhaps the canvas was not quite so sturdy.