The Last Holiday, Part Two, Private Pictures, Spying And The Promise Of A Fun Day Out.
A look back at my last family holiday, where I learned so much about sex
As I re-joined my family, I explained I had been playing with a lad called Stu along the beach and had lost track of time. I had my lunch late—warm sandwiches, warm squash, warm crisps. ‘What is the point of the heavy cooler?’ I wondered to myself. Late afternoon, we packed everything up and made our way to the car, the long climb up the steps. The car doors opened, and it felt like a furnace inside. With no air condition...
