Second paragraph of third chapter:

I was feeling a bit tired after my morning's exertions and the ride down to town, so I decided to take the train back to Cross Drains, spending the time before its departure down on the sands. The town was already quite crowded with holiday makers but the beach was still relatively empty, and I spent a pleasant hour walking by the breakers and gazing across the water to the distant, low hills of East Anglia.

A novella by a member of our extended family, in which a young man leaves a broken relationship to become a nature warden, and has loads of sex with other men from the neighbourhood and from his own past. All intensely and tastefully done. You can get it here.