You're not going to make it easy

You wouldn't want to be outswum by your new date, you're not going to make it easy for her! Where's the fun in that? Besides, you have better plans.

You steam away along the coast, for this plan you need to get a bit of distance. You concentrate on your swimming. Stroke, stroke, stroke, breath, stroke, stroke, stroke, breath. When you start to feel tired you pause to look back.

Olivia is still swimming determinedly after you, head held above water, a decent 60m behind you.

Time for the plan.

When a large wave comes between you, you dive under the water and holding your breath you turn to swim to the shore. When your lungs start to burn, you surface and swim the last few meters to the shore, rise up from the surf and start to sprint back to where you left your clothes.

"Hey! That's so mean!" you hear Olivia shout from where she is still swimming when she realises your plan. "I'll get you for this!"

You laugh, and only run faster.

When you get to clothes, you snatch up the backpack, and her dress with her underwear rolled up into it. You look at your own clothes