Summer vacation

A holiday really was the last thing he could think about. Having broken up with his long term girlfriend only a few weeks ago Sam mostly just wanted to spend the summer drinking and feeling sorry for himself, and when his old school friend James suggested joining him and Shelly on a holiday he had instantly rejected.

At thirty years old, Sam, James and Shelly had all been at school together several years ago and somehow still kept in touch, and the idea of a holiday with them was tempting, but there was one major drawback. Six weeks ago after a very drunken night James and Shelly had wound up hooking up. Friends for twenty years and now suddenly in the honeymoon period of a new relationship was the last thing Sam wanted to spend time around after his own breakup. It was actually Shelly who had finally convinced him.

Apparently a work friend of Shelly's owned a large villa in the South of France and was letting them join them for a fortnight. Not only that but Shelly's cousin was also going to be joining them at the villa too so at least it wouldn't just be the three of them.

Finally, and with some Sam packed up his bag and jumped in the car with Jamie and Shelly for the long overnight drive. He'd actually managed to fall asleep across the back seat of the car until he felt something prodding him in the leg.

"Hey, Sammy." Shelly's voice broke through his dream. "You might want to wake up. We're here."

Sam opened his eyes and glanced out the window as James pulled the car up into a large empty travel car park, a huge stone and wood two story villa right in front of them looking beautifully picturesque amidst thick green woodland. "Wow, this place looks awesome!" He mutters as the car finally pulls to a stop.