A quick beer before dinner was called for and we happened upon a bar in town giving free taster massages.
Pete was very happy to oblige while I continued to drink.
Tish; by the colour of your face that wasn’t the first now was it
Hic… dunno what you’re talking about. That was the wind burn from the day on the piste.
Piste? You must be, your spelling is a little off
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