SOUTH COAST PARTIES

At PREMIER INN one night:

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Back in 2017, my wife J and I used to run Hotel parties before we decided to host our own. 

The ideal hotel was PREMIER INN, Bath road near Heathrow. It had the perfect layout. The bar area where we met fellow swingers was out of site of the Reception and also just round the corner from the lifts and ground floor rooms. We'd go to reception and ask for a family room for us plus one with 2 single beds for our two fictitious teenagers , 13 and 15 who we were to meet at 3 am off a late evening flight arriving at the terminal. We used to bring  our own mattress protectors and sheets, drinks and nibbles. We explained to reception also that we needed that ground floor family room as I was afraid of elevators. 

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Having arranged that, we'd sit in the bar wait for everyone to arrive and sneak off to the room. At Hotel parties there is nowhere to hide if you're nervous. It's knickers off and away and within minutes the orgy was in full swing until.....Neville, sat down on one of the single beds. and it collapsed. Broken. He was very embarrassed and offered to pay for it - we said no, we will take care of it.

The following morning with  intrepidation I meekly approached reception to confess. But before I could say a word, the beautiful young smiley receptionist asked if we had had a good night's sleep (as pr Hotel Guarantee). Sadly, not I said, our eldest didn't sleep well at all.  Dead tired from travelling, he slept sound and during the night turned over and the bed broke.

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The receptionist look aghast "That's so awful" she  said, " I am sorry sorry. Under our good night sleep assurance you won't have to pay for anything at all"

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Another favourite of mine concerns Steve Friend of Cosham who many of you know very well. Steve and his wife Elaine loved parties and meets and would drive anywhere for fun. We used to host parties in our old flat in the Town Centre of Worthing. It was a Saturday night and they would run on to around 1 am. Everyone shagged out, guests were leaving. Steve said, we've got to get up early we have a meet at Shoeburyness (Essex 124 miles away from his house - just under 3 hours  drive). Yes, the meet was at 7 am he went

on..?  We thought it a bit extreme, he'd been partying hard all night. Ah well. So, next time we say him we asked how the meet  went? Oh, they weren't in, he replied.

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