Hi, a few weeks back I was at Dublin airport coming back home from visiting a friend. I was early so sat at the back in the waiting area, as time went on people started to fill the seats and as is the norm, they all go the front. Then a group of 7 young girls joined the seats on the end opposite where I was sat. They’d obviously had a great weekend, joking and reliving some of the dafter moments. They told their tales, quite loudly and were laughing, often hysterically when I noticed one of them in a clingy black jump suit grabbing herself every now and then.
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