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I originally wrote this story in May 2012.

This was about a week ago, well just a week ago. Last Friday to be exact. I had been to a friend’s house for her stag party. That’s called something else… right a hen night (internet is great for these things). We had had a great time at the restaurant having a meal and then in the pubs and clubs of the area. Finally, we had gone back to her house to finish off the evening. The way we planned to finish off the evening was original too.

There were six of us but we had ‘picked up’ three guys at one of the first pubs we had been to. They had followed us from pub to club to pub and had become part of our little celebration. At the end of the evening, around five in the morning, Meri had decided that we ought to go home, and to invite them with us. We were all pretty far gone at that point and I don’t know what Meri’s idea was. Whether she really meant to have sex with one or several of them, it wouldn’t be the first time for her, but she was getting married after all.

We drove home, a stupid thing to do when drunk but old habits die hard in this part of the world, and the guys drove behind us. Meri drove down into her underground car park and parked her car in her spot. She told the guys to park theirs in a vacant spot that is for sale quite near to hers. Then we fell out of the car giggling and laughing, quite literally in my case as I was sitting on Lara’s lap in the passenger seat, and fell out backwards when she opened the door.

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