The PDA

The Public Display of Affection (PDA)is alive and well in Spain. Everywhere you look, people are passionately kissing, dry humping, grabbing each other, tearing each other's clothes off... . Ok I have only seen that last thing once....

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It's hard to take pictures without feeling really creepy so I have only taken these three. Elaine thought these two below us were actually dead, but their gyrating  gave it away.

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Yesterday we were in the plaza when I made a joke to Karl, a funny one no less, so I slapped him on the ass to demonstrate it was a joke, but mostly because I felt like it. He got all righteous, saying it was unfair for me to deny his PDA's then do one to him in front of a large group of people. He secretly liked it but he was revelling in the opportunity to prove me a hipocrite. He threatened that he was going to bust a move when I least expected it. And he did. He fully groped me in front of some oldies at La Alhambra. I was so furious and embarrassed. Breasts are well outside the boundaries. Something bad is coming Karl's way.. Watch this space. 

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