My daughter on the other hand was looking the worse for wear and had started to complain to Andy she was feeling a little unwell…by half past she was so feeling so “under the weather” (make of that what you will?) she was telling Andy that she wanted to go home. Xxx Yes! If us girls can’t use the New Year to get snogged, when can we?”
Five very horny minutes later, with any amounts of thoughts running through my head, we arrived over at Andy’s. “Oh yes! “Oh yes! “Yes! We chatted, we drank…we mingled with other friends that were there, we drank. …we chatted some more and we drank some more and aside from the kiddies, who treated it like a race track, no-one else had bothered to get up onto the dancefloor.




















