For a few years after my wife had got gangbanged on a Greek ferry we took our holidays at home, in order to avoid Susan getting out of hand whilst under the influence of cheap booze. Eventually we decided to go to Lanzerote in the Canary Islands. On our first three days there, the weather was glorious and we spent our days on the beach and our evenings in the hotel bar. The fourth day was overcast, so we took the bus to Costa Tequise to look round the very expensive shops. It was in one of those shops that my wife saw the bracelet, the one that she just had to have. I put my foot down and said no, as it would have taken all our spare holiday cash, but she wasn't convinced. That night we were drinking in the hotel bar when she informed me that she would pay for the bracelet herself. She showed me a flyer from one of the big nightclubs which said, "Friday Night is Amateur
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