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Holidays
Emma and I are decided that what we really love about holidays is the hotel-scene, not the sight-seeing. Which is why we were happily screwing in our hotel-suite when our former neighbours, C&F, should have been viewing the pyramids last week. (I say “should have” because their holiday had actually been cancelled because of that pesky volcano - another advantage of holidaying in Wales. ) This is our ideal day: get up late; have breakfast without the preparation; visit the shops or take an excursion while our rooms are serviced; enjoy a tasty snack in a nice pub; return to the hotel for a shower, a photo-shoot and a shag; dress for dinner; enjoy a four-course meal and a bottle of wine; return to our rooms for another shag; perhaps watch a video; sleep soundly, dreaming of tomorrow. Here is a picture of one of our afternoon sessions. As usual, Emma was in charge of the remote shutter-release because, as she is always reminding me, woman can multitask. To be honest I think she got carried away, taking dozens of near-identical identical shots, probably pressing the shutter in time to my pelvic thrusts. You’ll soon tire of seeing them.