My wife and I occasionally check in upscale downtown hotels on Friday or Saturday nights to enjoy the cities nightlife. This usually means tight fitting jeans and a low cut blouse or a tight fitting pull over dress. One weekend we decided to check in one of our favorite hotels to enjoy the revived downtown social scene. As we were enjoying a pre-dinner cocktail in the Hotel lounge, we began chatting with three guys Enzo, Robert, and James they appeared to be between 20 and 25 years old. Enzo told us that they were there for a bachelor party for a friend, who was getting married the very next weekend.
We first met in our frizzy-haired high school years, drank our way through the same university and now live only a few miles from each other with five children between us. Kenny is on my speed dial as a man who knows his way around a tool box — whereas Michael does not own a toolbox. But generous Nicky agrees to lend me her bloke as a stand-in holiday hubby. The next day, as Michael studies his fixtures list, me and Kenny meet in the serene surroundings of Balbirnie House Hotel in the Fife countryside.
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