I'm Home!!

Well, I didn't stay and play 'Tom Cruise' in my own version of 'Cocktail' and run a bar on the beach in Punta Cana shaking more than just the drinks. Nope and I didn't stay on working in the hotel as a bell-boy even though I kinda like that name, or maybe I just getting that confused with my time at school. I mean, whenever anyone called out 'Head Boy' in morning assembly, half the school would kneel!




Anyway what I guess I'm trying to say is that I cam home from my holiday, yes I'm back in dear old England and I'm already missing the Dominican sunshine! I think I'm already starting to lose the tan, I've started peeling on my bloody nose or all places, which means I look like I've got a great big bogey hanging off the front of my snout - I guess I'll just have to pick it!

We flew back on 'My Travel' flight from Punta Cana into London Gatwick this morning, it's a long flight at around 8 and half hours which was kinda exhausting. It was a pretty bog standard long-haul charter flight really, not very remarkable. We were welcomed onboard by a camp little blonde steward with a lopside smile and swept back hair, you could say he was kinda appealing, indeed from certain angles there was a touch of the 'River Phoenix' look about him, that intrigued me and I had to check him out a few times. But, this kid was a bit stroppy and ordering more than two drinks from the bar cart got him stressed and a smile was a stranger to his face.

The only other male member of the cabin crew was a very appealing young lad by the name of Ian, with dark eyes there were true windows on the soul and some really kissable lips. If I was sick I wouldn't have minded mouth to mouth from that little strumpet plus he smiled a few times and didn't get stressed (at least not in front of the passengers) unlike his camp colleague. He's the kinda cabin crew I like, attentive but unobtrusive, friendly without being false and well nice eye candy.

You'll think I'm strange, but as I was leaving the flight early this morning at Gatwick, I have him one of my cards and scrawled on the back 'Remember to always smile, for you never know who is falling in love with your smile - Josh x' Maybe you think I was just flirting, or rampantly horny or just being a tart, but I wasn't, I was just being honest, he had a lovely smile and needs to show it off! I don't expect I'll hear from him, I mean I was looking dog rough, but if the card made him smile, then hey it was worth it!

Now I'm back home, I'm kinda sorry that the holiday is over, but two weeks with Mo was far more than enough. She was kinda different on holiday than she is back home, much more quiet, reserved and with no energy. Plus she talks about herself so much, indeed pretty much every conversation is about her or her kids which after the 323rd time in the space of a few days can be a bit wearing.

I now need to book another holiday to get over this one and to plan something, I'll probably head on over to Chicago to meet up with little Joe and then down to Florida for a bit of sun and relaxation on a beach. I'll have to go to work for a few shifts first though, well I'll need to earn some pounds for the trip and also I have to go say hi to David, I've missed him and our little trips down to VaVoom at 1am!

Who will be my new traveling buddy? Will little Joe wanna see me? Where in Florida will I sun myself? Am I going to the boozer with Angus tomorrow? Which part of my body with flake next? Will the sexy strumpet trolly dolly Ian get in touch? Is the sky green? All those questions and more may well be answered or not in the next edition on Sex & the Sea Front - my true life tales, tribulations and drama's.