It’s a Hard Life (part 3)
It became a different kind of package holiday when I found myself involved in an unexpected age-gap trystHere’s a fond memory from a holiday a few years back. I was in my twenties, newly single and had come on a Spanish resort holiday with a couple of mates. I had been looking forward to relaxing, so when my friends headed into town on the first night I decided to stay back at the hotel and just read my book on the terrace. As I lay on the sun lounger thinking about dinner, I heard an upper-class English man’s voice nearby:...