Every swimsuit I have ever had, including cut-off Levis with a rope belt tied tightly, wanted to fall off as I exited the water, or as I dove in. I can not imagine having a load of goodies sewn inside, I would scare the heck out of everyone if I decided to come out of the water...

My wife and I went to a club at Dewey beach Del. The club was a bit under are age's but we said what the hell. Going in they had doormen with a hand held metal detectors. We were told to take everything out of are pocket and hold it in our hands. I pulled out my Emerson Commando to hold with my wallet in my hand. My hand was never given a second thought.

Sometimes the best hiding place is right under their nose.