My mum took me on holiday to Majorca. (Little,did I know how much I would come to hate that island when I became a pilot). We didn't go to the heavily commercial south of the island, but headed up to the north where it is far less touristy.
My mum struggled to keep me in private school, and this holiday had cost her...The first thing I noticed was that the hotel had a swimming pool but it was a cross the road. The second thing was that almost everyone wandered around topless. Old, young, it seemed the thing to do. I had bought a new bikini for the holiday, which made a change from the one piece swimming costumes I was used to, and I...
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