#20 Bali. Part 2.

Thoughts on a threesome with a female friend. It's definitely the best way to do it. No attachment to the male allows for plenty of laughs and no hard feelings after. I always thought I'd never have one because having always been in a relationship, I was a jealous person and never wanted to share the boyfriend. Not with another girl anyway.

Frankie and I carried on with our plans, tourist activities and meeting all sorts of people from near and far, we laughed a lot about how our first night started and wondered if it would actually be as mad any other time we headed out. We went to Finns Beach Club, something we had both be looking forward to months before actually arriving in the land of zen.

We were drinking huge cocktails and dipping in and out of the pool. It's funny when you go to a beach club, no matter where it is. Everyone starts off really quiet, judging you and people watching. It's a lot of fun as long as you genuinely don't give two shits what anyone else thinks. Bit of a sunshine nap - you know those are the best kind of naps, except you always end up the color of a tomato.

Frankie and I decided to assume a spot at the pool bar and continue ordering cocktails because... well why the fuck not? We were approached by these two kiwis. For those of you who don't know, Kiwi's are people from New Zealand. They weren't really our type but they were a good laugh and we were watching this girl literally lie about and hang onto this guy and we think she was a hooker, smart girl - got loads of free drinks. It made for great entertainment cause she just did not give a shit.

I went to the loo. That's right, I went to the loo and chose not to piss in the pool cause that's just gross. And whilst I was coming out of the ladies which was at one end of this long corridor, I saw a guy at the other end tying his shoe laces, foot on top of this bench to do so. His foot slipped just as I turned to head up stairs back to the carnage and before I knew it, he was right next to me on the stairs.

"You didn't see that did you?" I was kind of taken aback that 1) he got there so quickly and 2) he would care so much about me seeing his foot slip whilst he was tying his shoelaces. So I played the game, "see what?"

He: "My foot slipped cause I was checking you out". He was South African. You know what I think about the ol' Saffas.

Me: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, it's our little secret".

He smiled this big grin with his perfect teeth. He was a good looking, dark haired guy, about 6ft so I was really looking up at him. I smiled and I walked off.

Back in the pool and some really really sexy guys got in the pool, tanned with very white teeth and white eyes. You tend to notice the eyes more when someone is really tanned. Frankie and I were not far from them and she was like nah, they're French and it didn't sound like they spoke any English. We did get chatting to them when two friends showed up who we met a previous night. Lynda and Micael. They weren't a couple, just very good friends and they were joining a group of handsome British boys on a stag do they had met the previous night. We failed to notice the British guys since the French got in the pool.

The French were ditched and we joined the stag lot. Most were good looking. Most were married. The hottest one was the fucking stag. I do not agree with shagging the stag. Micael and Frankie really got chatting and again we were in and out of the pool. I was mingling with the stag lot when I saw Frankie getting cosy in the pool and I knew exactly how this night was going to end.

I decided that, well my drunk mind decided that I'd go back to He. I headed to the loo and passed him on my way, overly flirting and joining in the madness of the table he was a part of. I didn't even really notice the other two guys at the table cause I was focused on He. He seemed surprised I'd come back and was straight on to me.

We chatted, flirted and he said something that ended in me kissing him. It was a good kiss, and I knew we would be getting the fuck out of there pretty soon. He went to the loo quickly so I chatted to Ben in the meantime, a guy he'd met a couple of days before and they were hanging out together. Ben was fucking beautiful. English and so damn good looking. Abs, tanned, white teeth, just yummy. He said "sorry, I should let He know that I am not into you cause you are the exact kind of girl I would normally go for". I think I died inside a little knowing that he was actually into me but didn't want to steal me away from his friend. He was delicious but so was He.

"Frankie, I'm gone. I'll see you tomorrow, just let me know you're safe."

He and I grabbed a taxi back to his. I knew nothing about him so this was the time to get to know him. One night stands are fucking weird. He asked me where I was from. Holly Whitaker from the Oasis. He guessed I was a geography teacher which I declined.

Me: "Obviously you're from South Africa but what do you do?"

He: "I'm a weapons and arms dealer"

I shat my pants. I thought: that'll teach me for deciding someone whose handsome is ok to go home with to fuck. "You're not really are you?" (that was said with intense hope).

He: "No, I'm a Geography teacher."

I laughed. Best joke I'd ever heard. He set himself up well all whilst me shitting my pants with fear in the meantime. We got to his and it was actually unreal, huge, beautiful. (I'm talking about the apartment, not his penis). He told me his friend would be arriving that night so our night might be interrupted and his mate might get jealous but we had the place to ourselves for now.

We ended up in the private pool and the bed and the shower. The sex was good and he kept stopping and saying how he couldn't believe that I had come back to him whilst he was still in me. It was kind of flattering. I mean he approached me. Something that doesn't happen often in the Oasis. He was big, good girth but he just had no throw down.

He took me up to the roof to sit and watch the stars waiting for his friend to arrive. It was cloudy so he was telling me about the clouds. Geography teacher. It was cute. And when his friend arrived, he seemed jealous immediately. It was weird but I was game to head back out with them.

In the taxi, his mate was talking about how He was one of his main team mates on the yacht he captained.

Me: "Pardon?"

Mate: "Didn't he tell you he's an engineer on a super yacht?" I'm not going to lie, lying is one of the worst traits someone can have and even if nothing serious comes out of a one night stand. Why lie? I honestly didn't even want to be there and was torn either leaving or just staying with them knowing that Frankie would be having fun with Micael. But I was stuck in between them in a taxi and just went with it, kinda keeping my distance from He.

We carried on drinking, the shots kept coming, the chats were hilarious as we met up with Ben and this fucking 21 year old Australian tart who did not deserve to be fucking Ben in my mind. Ugh... it was awful. This guy who wasn't part of the group kept trying to chat me up and He got quite jealous which boosted my ego a little. The guy continued to tell He that I was out of his league. It was amazing and He was getting furious but it was fun telling him to chill out cause I wasn't gonna go home with the other guy (he looked like a tramp) even though He was a fucking liar.

We got in a cab back to where they were staying where we had sex again but honestly I was still annoyed that he had lied. He's named He, cause he doesn't really deserve a nick name in my opinion. And when I woke up in the morning without waking him. Wrote my number on a crap piece of paper in the living room and left.

I felt awful. I had never done that but you know you see it in the movies. That's right, I just fucking said I saw it in the movies and thought it would be cool or whatever to just fucking walk out. I felt disgusting, guilty, lower than the usual standards I would have. It's not a nice a move to pull. I was so much classier than that but I didn't want to be there. And it meant that I turned into this pathetic character in my brain and really actually knocked me confidence a little.

Yuck... Yuck. Yuck!