Memories from our youth...a group of us decided to head to the party town of Magaluf for a holiday, as usual, there were delays at the airport. Young and out for fun, what did my partner and I do to kill the time?? What else other than disappear into a quieter part of the airport and have sex....it was a 5hr delay!
A great start to a holiday that got even better. We were with a group of my mates who were there for the same thing many single guys go on those breaks for. I was attached but all that meant was I could have the fun without actually going on the pull. This got to a few of my mates, but it was fun.
One particular afternoon after everyone surfaced, we all gathered in our room and the conversation led on to who was the last of us to have sex that day...one of the guys decided it was him; so my girlfriend looked at me, winked and off we went to the bathroom, closed the door - lock didn't work - and promptly laid my mates claim to rest....all of them at the door saying they couldn't believe it!
Remembering that break brings back many more memories, everyone can use their imagination as to how the sand got to places it shouldn't one night, what we managed to get up to in the various bars and clubs. You no doubt have your own stories to enjoy.
Life in our 20s certainly was a lot more free and easy than it is at the moment.....
