There’s something about travelling solo that gets me so horny.

Maybe it’s the slightly more revealing clothing in warmer places. Maybe it’s staying in hotels and hoping to see someone naked or doing it on their balcony. Maybe it’s just the thought of an anonymous sexual encounter.

That moment where you accidentally lock eyes with someone who doesn’t speak your language, but you just know you both want to fuck. You use non-verbal signals to find somewhere naughty to hook up, like a bathroom or a park. You’re both so horny that you fuck like animals, and the fear of being caught is completely forgotten because you’re so obsessed. Then when it’s all over, you go your separate ways without saying a word, never to see each other again, but always looking out for them, just in case.