Josh and I disembarked, bags in either hand, and made our way into the town along the dusty track. The sun was hot on my back, and I squinted at the sights around me. Even though I had been to Mykonos before, I’d never been to the port or this part of the island. I hadn’t been missing out.

When we got to the actual town, I stopped next to a café and put my bags down. ‘I need to check the map for the hotel.’ I had printed out a map of the hotel’s location from Google maps before the trip, because I knew I wouldn’t have data on my phone, but the map was buried deep in my backpack. I kneeled on the hot concrete and rifled through it, my knees burning.

‘Got it!’ I stood and waved it at Josh. This is a map to the place where we’re going to have sex, I thought. I didn’t say that part out loud for obvious reasons.

Referring to it a few times, I led the way through the labyrinth of streets and walkways of Mykonos with Josh half a step behind me. We didn’t speak and I wondered if he was thinking about the sex we were going to have. I was. It was all I was thinking of, and I had to force myself to concentrate on getting us to the place where we would have the sex.

I was nervous too. It’s hard to say why. I mean, it was Josh, and we were friends. Friends who fancied the hell out of each other and were really looking forward to having sex.

Did I mention we were going to have sex? Yep, I was really nervous.

Maybe it was because it had been so long since I’d done it. I mean, forever – months! I was sure I had forgotten how. I mean, I remembered the fundamentals of course, but I’d learned those in health class when I was twelve, and it’s hard to forget that the penis goes in the vagina, even if you’re pretty much a born-again virgin.

But what about the rest?

I can honestly say I can’t even remember checking in, but we must have because there we were standing in my room – our room – with both of us staring at the bed. I literally shook my head to dislodge the stupor I’d slipped into. Headshaking was becoming a habit. I had to get myself together. And I really needed to shave my legs and do lots of other bathroom-related activities.

‘Josh?’

‘Sarah?’

I threw my backpack onto the bed and dug out my toiletries bag. ‘You see this bag?’ I held it in front of my face, so he could definitely see it.

‘I do, yes.’