After the Holiday Sun, Sex and Suspicious Parents

Contains strong language.

Tear-away teens went wild on their first ever holiday with their mates.

But their party-pooping parents went along too.

They saw everything.

The booze.

The dirty dancing. All that their kids got up to...

..when they thought they were free.

Sorry, dad.

If my mum saw me right now, she would be like, "what?!"

For the parents it was a chance of a lifetime.

Secretly watching.

Sophie!

Sneakily spying.

-I can't stand it.

-And outrageously hiding.

Get down.

All to see if their kids could stand on their own two feet.

-That was pretty disgusting.

-She's gone for a vajazzle.

-This is not what a mum wants to see.

-I'm sorry, stop filming.

But did it bring them closer together?

-I love that boy so much.

-Or drive them further apart?

You're nicked.

Oh, my God!

So, now the truth is out.

The tans has faded,

and their bodies have recovered from the binge drinking.

It's time for a fresh look at what went down and what happened next.

Oooh!

It's actually really weird knowing they were like a metre away from me,

and they were, sort of, judging everything I was doing.

It was like, tongues and everything, and you're thinking, oh, God!

She was absolutely smashed out of her brains.

It was an awful thing to think that she felt so alienated from me.

I realised that I was actually going on a bit of a journey myself.

Contains strong language.

Fashion conscious Charlie from Cambridge

was off on his first ever lads holiday to Kavos.

This holiday is going to be off the hook, it means everything to me,

and I'm going to enjoy it, I'm going to have a blast.

But it was a big step for controlling parents, Barry and Lisa,

as when Charlie was four, his mum was involved in a car accident

that left her with permanent back injuries.

Ever since that day I was overprotective of my family,

-not just the boys, you as well.

-Yes.

I'll have my jeans separate.

Dad, Barry, wanted to make sure Charlie

was prepared for his big holiday.

-You may need these.

-I love how they're ultra safe.

Ultra small with a featherlight touch.

Dad makes things embarrassing anyway, but he didn't need to do that.

Love you lots.

It was only sensible, as Charlie had big plans for his summer break.

The whole popping my cherry thing,

or losing my v-plates, it's not really an aim.

I think it's going to happen, like, a lot more than once,

well, it will, it has to.

Well, I guess that means it is an aim then, doesn't it?

Welsh rugger bugger, Asher, was also going on a lads holiday,

but had a very different goal.

He was leaving his girlfriend at home,

and was determined to stay faithful.

I love my girlfriend to bits, as much as I say that,

there is always going to be a small part of me...

there is an 18-year-old guy who's going on his first lads holiday.

But I want to prove that I am, maybe, more mature than that.

He wants the taste of independence before heading off to Uni.

Be nice and loving. Give me a hug.

But, first, he had to sidestep his clingy mum, Anita.

They were off to the Greek island of Kavos,

where the hedonistic holiday makers that descend in summer

are barely known for their British reserve.

First of many.

So, the Welsh boyos felt perfectly at home.

Back at the hotel...

..Things got messy when Asher got hold of a fire extinguisher.

Jesus Christ!

When the dust finally settled it wasn't so funny.

We thought at the most we're going to be paying 50 quid,

we felt quite guilty, we were like, this has hit us.

560 euros is just stupid.

And then when that 560 bill came back,

oh, my heart sunk.

So, what else could independent Asher do, but give Mummy a call?

Just a quick message, I would really appreciate it

if you could wire me out some money to pay for something. Cheers.

That's probably the worst thing you've ever done, ever.

Oh, shut up, Turts!

-Shut up, Turts. Shut up, Turts!

-"Oh, damn it, what has he done?"

Not the best start to his voyage of independence.

And the worst possible start to Anita's spying trip.

I'd just met the other parents, we were saying how lovely our sons were.

And then...

Oh, God! He's only been there, he's only just been there,

and he's asked me to wire him out some money.

-Hello?

-Hi, Mum.

-I'm in the toilet on the train.

Having to pick up that phone call was just everything

I didn't want to do, because it was just completely

like submitting to the fact that I still need a bit of help.

I cannot tell you the level of disappointment I feel.

All right, I'm so sorry.

Oh, I thought, please, Charlie, do something now.

It wasn't long before Charlie set about answering Anita's prayers.

And his folks had a ringside seat to Charlie's lads night out.

Watching the lot from just around the corner.

He must be, literally, just over our shoulders here.

Oh, this is not what a mum wants to see.

I knew he has a drink when he goes out,

and he comes home and he's had a good time drinking.

But not that extent, I mean, blimey!

I want to go and get drunk, mate. Come on.

See, this is the side of Charlie I've never seen, it's likely that Charlie.

He wants to be like one of the lads.

That really makes you want to go out and say, "look, do you mind?"

It's horrible that you couldn't actually...even though he was,

you know, just over there.

Normally, I'd run over and give him a clip round the ear.

I couldn't do it, I had to hold back.

But the Welsh boys weren't holding back,

and while they pulled every girl they could get their hands on,

with a girlfriend back at home,

Asher had to satisfy himself with boozy cocktails.

Lots of boozy cocktails.

They go down like, you know, juice.

So you don't realise how much you ARE drinking

and how many spirits are in it.

I'm in disarray, like.

D-I-S-S-A-R-A-Y.

Asher should have kept his wits about him

as he was surrounded by temptation.

I think it was a ratio of two girls to one guy out there.

And you do feel like a diabetic in a sweet shop, to be honest.

And with all those sweeties on display,

Asher helps himself to a juicy gobstopper.

Don't know, you know, what was going through my head at the time.

You know, a lot of girls have had it done to them,

and a lot of guys have had it done to them.

It's not a nice feeling on both parties.

It was a prickish thing to do, to be honest.

But at least the boyos were impressed.

Asher, what a ledge. He's got no respect for his girlfriend.

Nah, I'm only joking.

However, the next day when Anita settled down to watch the footage,

she was in for a nasty surprise.

Not everybody messes around, there are some faithful people out there.

I thought Asher might have been one of them.

Disgusting.

-Anita?

-He didn't want this to be seen, you stupid fool.

I didn't feel for Asher, I really felt for his girlfriend back home.

It doesn't surprise me in the slightest,

because he's such a little shit, isn't he?

My mum was pissed off with me, but I wasn't bothered about that.

It was something I had to sort out with my girlfriend.

I've spoken to her about it, and I suppose trust is...

..a bit hard.

After Anita saw her son snogging,

it was Barry and Lisa's turn to see what Charlie had been up to.

I don't want to see my son do that, get off with a girl on holiday,

just a random girl in a club. Hitch up with her, off they go.

Well, she wasn't going to like this, then.

-Charlie.

-It's a girl.

That's not how I wanted it to be, I wanted it to be special.

But Kavos has taken it from me.

-See, he told me that, that he wanted it to be special.

-Yeah.

Despite seeing some pretty incriminating evidence,

Barry and Lisa somehow managed to give Charlie benefit of the doubt.

See, I've come to my own conclusions on the clips that I've seen.

Just because Charlie's in bed with a girl

doesn't mean that they've done anything,

so, that was down to Charlie and the girl, wasn't it?

Yeah, and I think that such a thing should be kept private

to Charlie and whoever the girl was.

And Charlie is not giving much away either.

A gentleman doesn't kiss and tell. He keeps it to himself.

But Charlie was caught on camera doing some stuff

that even he couldn't deny.

Dad gave me a list of rules,

he said that I wasn't allowed to quad biking, I did that quite a lot.

I wasn't allowed to do shisha pipes, I did that.

I wasn't allowed to drink excessively, I did that.

I broke a load of them.

Sorry, Dad.

Surprisingly, Barry wasn't disappointed at all.

I realise that I was actually going on bit of the journey myself,

and that I'd been overprotective with Charlie to the extreme.

There's a time when you need to let go, and I realise now,

that the time for Charlie is now.

I thought, you know, what have I done, is it too late?

Have I held him back for so long and ruined his childhood, you know?

And I'm glad that he done all the things that he knew

I didn't want him to do. He went and done it anyway.

And I thought, brilliant on him, well done, boy.

-HE SOBS

-I love my children, I'd die for my children.

Any other parent would do.

He's never opened up like that in front of me before.

When I watched that, it was really, I don't know, it got to me.

And I know exactly where he was coming from,

and I wish I could've been there when he had that conversation

so I could have spoken to him face-to-face.

Funnily enough, Charlie didn't have long to wait.

Ready? On your head.

As, when Charlie and his mates went to a bar for a few drinking games,

his parents were ready to give him the surprise of his life.

My nose is in here, all right, and that hurts.

I was a bit anxious because I didn't know how he was going to react.

-Oh, my God.

-BOYS CHEER

-You've stitched me up.

-We've been here all week, mate.

-We've seen everything.

-Charlie, we are proud of you.

You've handled yourself brilliant.

-Our lives are never going to be the same again.

-Never.

And it's been such a positive experience.

It's been a weight off my shoulders.

He can go and do what he wants, I've not got to feel that

I've got to be protective any more.

It's good that he's realised I'm growing up now.

I'm an 18-year-old.

It's nice to have him there, but I've got to do it on me own.

-Love you both.

-Love you.

-Love you too.

It was good that they came but in a way,

I still didn't get my lads' holiday on my own.

Anita's week of covert operations had come to an end.

And it was time to wave the chequered flag on all that spying.

Oh, my fucking God!

I will always remember that moment of his face...

And I was just mortified. So embarrassed at the time.

You're on camera, look as if you love me! I love you.

When Anita finally pinned her naughty son down for a chat,

there was something she wanted to get off her chest.

-And stay clean, you know. Use condoms.

-Yes, OK!

-Check in the clinic.

-OK!

There's some things we don't have to speak about.

-We do.

-No.

-I'm going to write you a letter.

-Why? We live in the same house.

-Because you're not letting me talk.

I'm still waiting on that letter...

Thank God.

There's room to write one,

there's still time to write him one.

-I'll never trust you again.

-I've never trusted you.

I've never trusted you, not once.

I think now I see Asher in a different light. It was brilliant

that he had this experience before going to university.

And I think that that also helped me prepare for him going to university.

I've left home, I've moved into my uni halls.

I'm loving everything about it. Everything.

I do need to adjust and get my head around that he's gone.

I still put out two cups to make the tea.

My mum's a funny old lady.

It was fun. It was great fun, yeah. I'd do it again.

SHE LAUGHS

DANCE MUSIC PLAYS

18-year-old Sophie was off to Kos with her mates

for the boozy trip of a lifetime.

I can't wait to go out there, just break free and just get really drunk.

Completely gazeboed.

But she had one small problem...

her parents.

As Jehovah's Witnesses, we don't believe it's right to lie or steal.

We don't believe it's right to drink too much

or have sex before marriage.

And we don't believe it's right to smoke.

Unfortunately, Sophie had a different opinion.

She had been hiding her secret party lifestyle for years.

So, last summer, Mum and Dad were in for a shock.

I put condoms in the bottom of my case and my mum's like,

"Let me repack it." I was like, "No!"

Do they really not believe in sex before marriage?

-Literally.

-So what happens if you do it, you go to hell?

-Well, yeah, I guess so.

-Oh.

-That's a bit shit.

-I don't even know.

-Have you got everything?

-Yeah. Love you.

See you soon. Bye.

Also off to Kos was 19-year-old mummy's boy, Ronnie, from Kent.

Mum, come cut my toenails, please?

Ronnie never does anything for himself,

which has been a thorn in the side for his beleaguered dad, Ron.

He won't grow up while he's living under this roof, that's for a fact.

He won't, will he? Not with you around.

The same name was all the two Rons had in common.

I don't really talk to my dad. I just don't like him,

he gets on my nerves.

He tries to wind me up, I try to wind him up.

Who wants to come out on top, basically.

See you later.

Ronnie gave up his life of luxury

for a week of boozing with his mates.

# We're all going on a summer holiday... #

They went to Kos, the jewel of the Aegean Sea.

I'm not staying in there.

I thought the hotel was a bit of a shithole.

But it actually turned out to be the best hotel

-cos it was called Vergina.

-Vergina?

-Biggest vagina I've ever been in.

-Kos may have lovely hotels

but most binge drinking Brits

make the trip for the cheap, Greek grog...

and Sophie was no exception.

I want to get fucked!

DANCE MUSIC PLAYS

If my mum saw me now, she'd be like, "What? You don't smoke!"

-I'd be like, "Mum, I'm sorry!"

-Only smokes when intoxicated.

Well, unfortunately for Sophie, her mum did get to see.

In fact, she got a good view only a few hours later.

I thought if I smoke every now and then,

I could explain when I got home, "Oh, Mum,

"I might've had two cigarettes. Don't judge me, I don't smoke."

It's the first time I've seen my daughter light up a cigarette.

The fact that she was watching and saw me smoke was quite daunting.

Also partying hard was mummy's boy, Ronnie.

And he was oblivious that his folks were about to watch

his every move, stowed away on a luxury yacht.

Ah, here's Ronnie.

It didn't take Ronnie long to let his hair down...

He sounds drunk.

..and his shorts and his pants.

But, for Big Ron,

it was a pleasure watching randy little Ronnie on the pull.

Ronnie's pulled.

Let's go back to mine. The hotel's called Vergina!

I was joking, I wasn't going to go back early.

-You would've.

-I wouldn't.

-I reckon you was gaggin' for it.

-Are you joking?

-You hadn't had sex in ages.

Fuck off, I had sex the week before!

MUSIC: "Where Dem Girls At" by David Guetta

Ronnie might've been gagging for it, but so were the girls.

I was surprised how he was with all the girls,

cos I haven't seen THAT side of Ronnie.

He seemed to be having a great time

and the girls seemed quite up for it too, so why not?

-They was all ugly, but it didn't matter.

-You can't say that!

Nah, he done well. He done well.

I hold my hands up to him.

But unfortunately for Ronnie,

he came home with a nasty little souvenir of his time in Kos.

Yeah, I come back with chlamydia.

After days of heavy boozing...

Oh, fucking 'ell!

..Ronnie forgot that Mum wasn't around to clean up his mess.

Ronnie's just had a shit in our bathroom.

I sort of expect it from him, though.

So I don't think I was too shocked by it.

He loves doing things like that to people. Winding 'em up.

-That's horrid! He's had a piss on the floor and everything!

-Aww!

-You thought it was funny?

-Yeah.

The worst thing was when you threw it in the bin.

We didn't know it was there till three days later.

Our room absolutely stank of shit.

Sophie and her mates decided to go to a glow party.

Arriba!

And, funnily enough, Mum and Dad went along too.

I'm hoping that it doesn't get too raunchy or anything like that.

Or too explicit.

Unfortunately, they were out of luck.

Because Sophie was in a playful mood.

Hi, Sophie!

It was actually really weird knowing that they were a metre away

and they were judging everything I was doing.

Oh! I thought they were just friends!

-Was I a good kisser?

-Oh...I don't remember. It was really weird.

-Yeah, that's true.

-I could never do that again.

-All right! Chill out!

-No!

-Best you're going to have, mate!

Awkward...

What is she doing?

Oh, I think my mum must have been really hurt by the fact that

I was trying to look at some boy's winkie.

Oh, she just doesn't see that side to me.

It had been an eye-opening experience for her parents.

But at least now, Sophie can see the bright side.

I am pleased they came and saw what I was really like

because it saved me having to tell them.

And it made our relationship stronger

because now they know what I'm like

and I'm not embarrassed or afraid to talk to them about it.

After so many highs and lows,

the parents thought they had seen everything.

But, during the week, Ron heard something

that took him by surprise.

My dad does wind me up. It does kind of get to me.

It's probably my own fault.

We should make more of an effort with each other.

We're just too similar. So we clash.

'I think my dad was surprised'

that I expressed my feelings on camera.

You thought that it was nice that he...

-Owned up to it, yeah.

-Yeah.

I mean, I won't, and he won't, so...

I got a bit choked, as it goes. To be quite honest.

Cos he, er... I know he's got his soft side, but not to me, he hasn't.

That's probably the proudest moment to date.

There wasn't long left

and Ronnie and Sophie weren't showing any signs of slowing down.

When they ended up at the same bar,

it's safe to assume that their parents were there too.

-They've met! That's Aaron.

-There he is.

-Oh, there's Ronnie!

But Sophie and Ronnie weren't exactly a match made in heaven.

Be gone! Why are you here? You're horrible!

-How am I horrible?

-You are horrible, though!

It was a little argument between me and the other group.

They're not exactly getting on, are they?

-Ronnie is rude, and he thinks the world revolves around him.

-Yeah.

We all just wanted to make him feel a bit smaller than he was.

Sort of get his ego down a bit.

With neither Ronnie nor Sophie willing to turn the other cheek,

it wasn't long before things spiralled out of control.

Go away! Go away!

-Oh, my God!

-No need for that!

When they threw it, I never knew much about it.

I was so drunk, I can't actually remember it happening.

You cannot throw glasses!

I don't think throwing a fishbowl over him was a mistake.

I think smashing the fishbowl was a mistake.

If we just threw water over him,

maybe he would have got the idea we didn't want him there.

I feel like going down there now, because I am really fuming.

We couldn't go down there and spoil the show,

but also, I'm thinking about my son's safety.

Stop the filming. Stop the filming!

Yeah, it was a no-win situation, really.

Then they got the kids home.

So we knew that everyone was safe

and they went home to sleep off the drink.

Finally, it was time for the parents to come clean.

And Ron and Sandra couldn't wait

to serve up one hell of a surprise to their unsuspecting son.

I was really nervous and shaking.

And we just really couldn't wait to see him, to be honest,

to know that he was OK.

And even tough guy Ron was beginning to soften.

Just wanted to give him a hug.

You always look a state, so don't worry about that.

-Oh, shit.

-What the fuck, man?

-Suddenly we appeared, and the face dropped completely!

-In fact,

I think the other three were more happy to see us than him.

-Yeah!

-Weren't they?!

Hello, Mum.

I'm proud of him.

Obviously we see things on there we didn't really want to see,

but he entertained us. They all did. So...yeah, I'm proud.

It has made my day watching you enjoy yourself. So...

You don't have to be so cringey, man.

-Shut up! I'm trying to be nice here!

-That's a first!

-Since filming finished...

-We got really depressed, didn't we?

We went back home, but within three days,

we booked our flight back out to Kos.

He loved it that much, he went back.

And it showed us that he's more than capable

of actually looking after himself.

He can iron, he can cook.

He can do most things for himself.

It's down to this programme.

It's given him an opportunity to look at himself and think,

"I don't need my parents half the time. I can go and do these things."

And he's done it. So it's a big thank you for you lot.

Yeah, I feel now I can be more independent.

But I don't think I will,

because I don't really need to at this point.

My mum will do everything for me anyway.

-You don't need to be independent.

-No, I don't.

After a turbulent week of discovery,

Geri and Alan were about to confront their daughter

and confess that they now knew all about her secret party lifestyle.

With one last leap of faith, they stepped into the great unknown.

Oh, my God! What are you doing here?!

Mum, stop trying to fake smile!

My mum was trying to be straight-faced,

like, "What have you been doing?"

but she wasn't that angry.

-Sorry.

-I love you so much.

-Love you too.

She's a lot more crafty and sneaky than I thought.

But it's good for her to get to know me a bit better.

And all the sneaking about paid off.

I understand how difficult it must be for you

to live in a house where your parents are Jehovah's Witnesses.

When my mum realised that she hadn't really made an effort

to get to know me as a teenager, it did kind of hit home for her.

But having seen now what you do,

I realise that it's better for me to know.

Now she's seen what I was like, she's more understanding.

And more curious, I guess, as to what I'm up to.

And she texts me a bit more now, and just sees what I'm up to,

to see if I'm OK.

In Portsmouth, molly-coddled mummy's boy Ollie...

No, I'm not taking my tux.

-Why not?

-..was preparing for his first ever lad's holiday.

I've never been abroad. The furthest I've been is like, County Durham.

He was chomping at the bit to break away from Mummy Lyn's bosom...

So what are you going to eat when you're over there?

-..and get a taste of independence.

-My nickname for Oliver is Munchkin.

When he was little, he was quite small, wasn't he?

There's your sunscreen. Make sure you put it on.

Especially on the back of your neck.

Ollie was swapping his humdrum hometown...

And don't forget your passport.

..for one of the best party islands on the planet...

-CHEERING

-..Ibiza.

And after travelling over 800 miles,

Ollie didn't exactly jump in the deep end.

The first bar we went to in Ibiza was pretty much traditional English,

but like I say, a bit hotter.

THEY CHANT

And it wasn't just Ollie who was adjusting to foreign climes

for the first time, as his dad Harry had never been abroad either.

I've been on a lad's holiday. Hastings! Haven Holiday Camp.

Six lads in a caravan.

But there wasn't too much difference between Ollie's Spanish break

and a trip to the British seaside.

We went to Ibiza to look for a bit of British culture and sunshine.

Pretty much. You're not going to find much Spanish culture in Ibiza.

Well, that depends how hard you look

and the boys didn't look very hard at all.

There's one, there's one. Full English.

-Enjoy.

-We had the same thing every day. Every day.

-Same thing for breakfast.

-We didn't want no change.

Don't want to try any Spanish stuff. Not yet.

He's not one to always try new things or particularly

speak the language either.

-Whereas you did, didn't you?

-No, I was speaking Italian!

-Yeah.

Finally, on Ollie's 19th birthday,

he actually did decide to try something new.

In the red, with the tie on!

Although, it wasn't typically Spanish!

THEY LAUGH

I've never really dressed as a woman before

but I might have grown a taste for it.

As the lads hit the strip, Mummy and Daddy weren't far away.

And they couldn't wait to see their birthday...boy.

When the monitor came up, as far as I'm concerned,

there was some girl in the way.

Until this girl turned around and it was Oliver.

He did look good as a girl though.

He should have shaved his legs!

And that wasn't the only surprise that Ollie

had in store for his folks.

We've not really seen a lot of him drunk at home, have we?

When he's been out with his brother and sister,

they think he's quite a quiet drunk.

He sort of drinks and then slides off into the corner.

Well, now he was sliding up and down a pole

in the middle of a Spanish club.

I've never seen him like that.

But as the night wore on, things were only going to get worse.

The puker tonight has got to be Joe or me.

It's a race.

And really, there was only ever going to be one winner.

-All over the table.

-All over the table, the floor, all over him.

Not nice. The lads did carry on eating though, didn't they?

They all carried on eating.

-And Ollie...

-No!

-..carried on puking.

HE RETCHES

But he didn't let a bit of vomit spoil his birthday.

They went back into this club and there was this girl...

Still kissing him.

Not only was she kissing him, it was like tongues and everything

and you're thinking, oh, God! It looked horrible.

No, puking didn't stop me pulling. Not much does.

I want my mum!

Well, it wasn't long before his wish was granted.

And the next time mum got a chance to spy on him,

the naughty little fella was back on the pull.

But Mummy would beg to differ.

She looks a bit other than him.

The young lady Oliver was sort of with in the club,

I just thought he tends not to go for...

..that sort of girl.

She's not his type, is she?

My type and what my mum perceives to be my type is two different things.

We can't pick our children's partners

but if I had to pick someone for him, no, it wouldn't be her.

See, I'm awkward here because if he ends up in a relationship,

I'm going to look awful, aren't I?

Probably, because it wasn't too long before Ollie and his friend

finally decided to get an early night.

And then the next day, mum got a chance to see exactly what her

naughty little munchkin had been getting up to after beddy-byes.

Ollie, Ollie!

-Hello?

-Yeah, I'm all right.

I'm naked.

For me, that was the worst part of it, was...

seeing it on camera.

I wouldn't say I'm embarrassed by the fact my mum saw me

-wooing a lady but...

-Wooing!

Because she knows I'm obviously sexually active.

-At least I hope she does.

-Cringe.

Well, she certainly does now, Ollie.

After a week of ups and downs and ins and outs,

Ollie and the boys were having a quiet beer...

unaware that they were about to be busted by his parents.

Oh, God!

You're nicked!

It was a controlled surprise.

I must look cool in front of my friends, sort of thing.

We've been watching you all week.

You're a liar.

I got my passport an hour before you left.

When I went to Ibiza, I think my mum finally realised

that she's not going to wrap me up in cotton wool my whole life.

Over the week, I'm sure she learnt a little bit how to let go.

At the end of the day, I did think you looked good in a skirt.

Oh! It's done her the world of good really.

She's a bit more lenient,

giving me more independence since I've been back.

I think the lesson we've learnt mainly is that Oliver is fine

to sort of go out on his own and do his own thing.

If he booked a holiday tomorrow, I wouldn't necessarily worry about it.

It was mine and my dad's first time abroad. Them two are already

looking at holidays in New York and places like that.

-We're planning trips now.

-So, yeah...

The bug has bitten us, yeah. We want to go further afield.

I'm definitely going away again but this time,

hopefully they won't be within a few hundred miles of me!

Oh, come on.

Tom has been brought up in the sleepy backwaters of Leicestershire.

For 18 years, he's lived under martial law,

laid down by his overbearing mum, Jane.

That's your passport. You guard it with your life.

Last summer, he was looking

to loosen the shackles before heading off to uni.

I would definitely say that a lads' holiday is a rite of passage,

as in when you're of age, you go on one and get absolutely drunk.

But for Tom,

there was another more important box to tick on his journey into manhood.

ALL: Virgin! Virgin! Virgin! Virgin!

Tom wasn't going to be caught short if opportunity came knocking.

Those are my lucky pair of boxers.

And his mates were there to give him a helping hand.

Goal one, get Tom laid.

THEY LAUGH

We thought it would be a nice present for Tom, really.

He's on holiday, he might as well have some fun.

Woo!

The boys were off to try their luck in Ayia Napa...

..the clubbing capital of sizzling Cyprus.

And it didn't take long for Tom to spot some targets.

Hiya!

There were some girls there instantly who just basically jumped on us.

So Tom moved in with a crafty chat up line.

Do you want half a Carlsberg?

Little did he know that the boss had just arrived in town.

Hi!

Oblivious to the danger, big-shot Tom, bought some big shots.

I bought absinthe for everyone

and it turned out that my body can't deal with absinthe, basically.

The girls took us to the club in Ayia Napa and I definitely thought

that our chances were good with the girls, definitely.

But after all that absinthe...

..things didn't go according to plan.

Did I success with the moves, Rhys?

None. None of them hit the target.

That's shameful.

But shame was the name of the game and Jane was about to see

exactly what her little boy does while Mummy is away.

I'm not quite sure how I'm feeling.

I'm hoping to see that Tom is everything what I think he is.

Be good.

Her friend Karen was also there to keep an eye on her son,

Tom's best friend, Rhys.

No, you drink this water, we go home.

Drink that water. No, he's going to be sick.

Rhys is taking him home, we're all right.

I think the fact that I didn't basically know

what I was doing kind of scared her.

The fact you were face down on the pavement...was an indication.

That might have been a suggestion.

The holiday clock was ticking so Tom was still on a mission.

Judging by this, I'll been meeting a lot of girls tonight.

I've never been on a pub crawl before so it was a new experience.

And for virgin Tom, it was full of new experiences.

I had a chocolate blow job.

A girl was sucking off a chocolate bar between my legs.

And then he ate it.

This only happens in Ayia Napa!

Then, in the last bar of the crawl, something spectacular happened.

I got off with a girl, basically.

He liked her a lot, apparently, he said.

She was nice, she was nice.

It looked like Tom was finally about to pop his cherry

but there was one small problem.

I'm not going to rush into it on the first night with a girl,

go, "Get in the bed."

That's why you're not getting any really.

So it all came down to the last big night

and Tom didn't take any chances in his quest for sexual success.

I think my lucky boxers might have been that day.

Tom was dressed as a banana but he was determined to lose his cherry.

There was just one problem.

Call the girl.

Eventually, Tom plucked up enough courage to get in contact.

A few kisses. One, yeah, two, three.

Send, send, send!

Three is kind of like you mean something.

You put that effort into pressing X three times. It's the magic number.

I think we're heading to Aqua later.

One kiss.

-I texted three, she then texted one.

-That's where you went wrong then.

He may have only got one kiss, but Tom was hoping for a whole lot more.

I want to get refreshed.

And what could be more refreshing than getting to grips

with a lovely young lady?

If you can find her.

It would have been nice to see if anything would've happened

but not that fussed that it didn't, to be honest.

But with Mum spying on everything he did,

it was probably a good job that Tom had no luck getting lucky.

She'd expect me to be in a relationship

with a girl first, definitely.

So how did his conservative mum handle seeing her little Tom

trying to pop his cherry?

There's pressure to lose your virginity by 18 basically.

I've had, yeah... People always go, "What, you're still a virgin?"

and things like that.

I'm sorry, stop filming.

I don't know whether my mum knew I was a virgin before this.

I didn't discuss it with her, really, so I don't know.

Once we got through to Tom and his words were talking about sex,

it was panic that I was... It was going to go too far for me.

It would have been awkward if my mum had even seen me take someone

back so it's good that I didn't lose my virginity on holiday.

In our house, we don't talk about sex.

And on holiday, Tom doesn't have it.

But seeing his best efforts had knocked Jane for six.

Maybe I'm questioning this now whether I am actually a good parent.

Seeing my mum say that, it doesn't make me feel good.

I would hope that she had known that I think she's been an amazing mother.

After a somewhat frustrating week, Tom and the boys started their

last big night by downing a pint through each other's dirty socks.

And Tom's mum, Jane, couldn't wait to collar him

and bring some law and order back into his life.

-Surprise!

-Oh, God!

As soon as I saw them, I thought oh, no,

because then I knew instantly they've seen everything.

We've been seeing what you've been up to and you!

We developed a new closeness because of the programme, I think,

and when the cameras stopped rolling,

we did talk about the holiday as a whole.

It's meant to be my holiday, not yours.

I think my mum learnt that she can let go and she can trust me

when I'm going out to be responsible, in most circumstances.

I am definitely ready to go off to uni and to be mature in uni... ish.

-Do you want a drink or anything?

-No, I'm all right.

In Newcastle, glamorous Geordie, Alex, couldn't wait for a week

of peace and quiet after years of bickering with her stepdad, Mike.

-I don't tell you what to do.

-You try.

Well, your mum doesn't tell you what to do, does she?

-Because I'm 19 years old.

-Oh, don't start.

With Alex and Mike always at loggerheads,

Julia needed to make a change.

Actually, all I want is peace and tranquillity and a quiet life

and I'm sick of being piggy in the middle between the two of them.

-Here's to Zante!

-To Zante!

Alex was heading off with her two best mates,

as her boyfriend was working abroad.

I've never been away with my friends before

and I can't wait, just party on.

Down in Brighton,

Sophie wanted to spend the summer bonding with her best buddies,

before they all went their separate ways after leaving college.

Definitely, definitely a mummy's girl, aren't you?

She also thought she was about to give

her traditional parents the slip.

She does clash with Ray.

They're very similar in personality, that's why, I think.

My Christian faith to me is still the bedrock of my life.

What we're really hoping is that Sophie has a moral compass,

that she can use for herself.

But Sophie's moral compass was a little bit wonky.

There we go, baby.

There will definitely be a lot of snogging on holiday,

girly snogging as well!

So Zante was the perfect place for the girls to let loose.

With hundreds of bars all teeming with teens,

they were in a hedonist's heaven.

The unobtainable Geordie Alex didn't waste any time

shaking things up along the strip.

One of them had a cocktail thing around this guy's willy.

And then they shaked the shaker in his pants,

in what could have been taken as a really wrong way.

What's the word? Proper word, not being rude. Masturbating.

Which I thought was fairly disgusting. Still do.

I think it's called a screaming orgasm.

-Got to drink it from his crotch.

-Had to drink it from his crotch as well.

But after a few too many cocktails, Alex was a bit shaken up herself

and started reflecting on life back home.

I feel like I live in a house with two people I don't know.

So the next day, Julia and Mike were in for a few home truths.

I feel like I've lost both a friend, and I've lost a mother.

-Like I try and tell her stuff, I do, I really try.

-Oh, bless her.

Oh, dear me.

She didn't know that I was watching that.

So, yeah, I think that she did mean what she said.

It was an awful thing to think that she felt so alienated from me.

Her seeing that outburst has made her kind of think about how

I have been feeling for like quite a long time.

We just didn't talk about things like that,

but I was then able to say to Alex that I had seen her very upset

and it had upset me to hear what she had to say.

-And can we try and make things better?

-At the expense of me.

You know, she's finally realised that it's an issue

and it needs to be dealt with.

She wanted to get together with Alex.

Mike? Bollocks with Mike.

In much calmer waters,

Sophie was larging it on the podium at a foam party.

And didn't notice a couple of slightly more discerning ravers

bopping away in the corner.

That was great fun. That was great fun.

It's mental in there!

It was all going so well,

but at every party there's always a pooper.

I went to the bar and went, "Give me your strongest drink."

Oh, Sophie...

And I took the drink,

and that's about the last thing I remember after that.

What's she doing? What is she doing?

But Mum and Dad do, because they were watching the lot.

They're hammered, absolutely hammered.

I don't think binge drinking is a good idea, wherever you do it.

That... That was just a drunk on a new level.

Sophie had gone on holiday to get drunk.

Meg! Meg!

And she had finally achieved her goal.

The Geordie crew decided to swap the bright lights of Zante

for more serene surroundings and a spot of horse riding.

Come on, quick, quick!

But they weren't the only ones horsing around.

We were in disguise,

and we were hiding behind some umbrellas

-with silly hats on and binoculars and everything.

-Daft!

Have you got your binoculars?

I had no idea.

Literally absolutely oblivious, I wasn't even looking at the beach.

-Oh, here they are. Right, I've got them.

-Have you?

-Yeah.

She looks very relaxed. I wish I was with her!

And as they snuck a peek from behind their oversized umbrellas,

Julia began to take a trip down memory lane.

She got her own pony when she was around about sort of...nine or ten.

I used to help, you know, a lot with him,

and they were nice, nice times that we shared together.

Very nice times.

We did used to have like a laugh and stuff,

and then kind of like when Mike came on the scene

and she didn't have time,

it all kind of went downhill from there,

and I think that's when we started like drifting apart quite a lot.

The programme became a catalyst for looking at our relationship

and making a decision, jointly, to try and make it better.

The last time Donna and Ray had seen their darling daughter,

she was off her trolley.

It's dangerous. It IS dangerous as well.

-She's agreeing it's dangerous.

-Yeah.

But as Sophie gave with one hand, so she took with the other.

If I've had a fight, if I'm going out with someone,

I'll be like, "Bye, love you," and I wait for him to say it back.

-Yeah.

-And I know it's forced for him to say it.

Oh, it's not, Sophie. Oh, it's not!

I felt really bad by, you know, saying what I did on camera

and seeing just his like face, but in a way it was nice,

because he did take it in, and it's helped us...move forward.

Sophie was still in the party mood...

-Let's get fucked!

-To Sophie!

-Yeah!

..when her parents decided to call time on her holiday.

And they couldn't have picked

a more uncomfortable moment to reveal themselves.

No, I can't!

When I saw my dad, I lit... I wanted to run.

If I wasn't on the bar, I would have run.

-No way!

-Hello, Sophie.

We've been watching your every move.

EVERY move.

Surprisingly, they were actually really proud of me.

Now my dad's more involved now with my life.

He's stopped going to his sport clubs if I need help,

which is nice to know that he'd give that up for me.

You're a good girl, a really good girl.

My dad does always say that he loves me,

but it's nice now to know that he means it.

Having seen a whole new side to her estranged daughter,

the time had come for Julia to break cover.

Don't worry, love.

There was the possibility that she...would get really annoyed.

So stepdad Mike stayed out of the firing line.

It was a bit risky, spying on Alex, but it was a risk worth taking,

because I was hoping that it would bring Alex and I closer together.

Oh, no...

Hello, Alex! How are you?

I think I actually said, "Fuck off," I was that shocked,

which is a lovely greeting, especially from your daughter!

Well, what a waste of one euro 50 for a postcard.

But Alex wasn't quite so pleased to see stepdad Mike.

Fuck's sake! Really?

Mike thought that I was a lying, cheating,

drug-abusing little ho bag.

-You did us proud, Alex. You looked good.

-You did look good.

-Your face is back to normal.

-It might sound really horrible,

but that's probably one of the best things that came out of it,

getting to prove especially Mike wrong.

Despite all the ups and downs,

things are looking better for mum and daughter.

Since we've came back,

I can't say that we've really gotten much closer,

but there's definitely been progress and there's been no arguments.

I have moved out now,

which has definitely taken a lot of stress away.

I do have good hopes that we'll get back to being very close again,

and that's what I want, and I hope that's what she wants as well.

I feel that I'm quite happy to talk to her,

whereas before I would just avoid any contact.

Certainly things will get better, they've got better already,

so hope for the best, it'll get better again.

19-year-old party girl Adina was off to Malia with her mates

for the holiday of a lifetime.

We all just wanted to like... let go and stuff,

go out every night, get drunk.

Adina thought that her tormented mum Justine would be out of the picture.

The main reasons I worry

about the amount of alcohol Adina drinks when she goes out

is she might have sex with no condom, I don't want to be a grandma.

Adina's off, but little does she know I'm going to be there tomorrow.

-I don't know how I feel about that.

-But there was no going back.

Ooh-aah, Malia, say ooh-aah, Malia!

The girls were off to the notorious party town of Malia,

which attracts thousands of Brits every summer,

all hungry for sun, sex and plenty of booze.

So man-eater Adina felt perfectly at home.

Do you love me?

When I go out, I do like to pull, like everybody does.

But not everyone does it with such enthusiasm.

They weren't particularly my type, but because I'd drank so much,

I had my beer goggles on, and maybe I was on the prowl a bit.

So protective mum Justine's first viewing

was never going to be pretty.

I was really nervous, I was worried about what I was going to see,

how I was going to cope with it.

Luckily, Auntie Jo was there for a bit of moral support.

My mum's always been really weird with me about boys,

so for her to see it is probably like a big shock for her.

-And...it was.

-Oh, fucking hell!

I can't watch this shit, sorry!

She's not doing anything!

I've never actually seen her with a guy

and kissing him and stuff, it broke my heart.

I thought that was a bit of an over-reaction,

because obviously that's what young girls do when they go out.

-I don't like it, full stop.

-What, watching her?

I don't like it, full stop.

I did pull quite a few diva strops whilst I was there,

to be honest with you, which isn't good.

But for Adina, it was all in a good cause.

I would rather that she was more open-minded about it,

so it might be a good thing for her to see it.

Whoo!

And so the ordeal continued

when Justine and Jo hit the town to spy on Adina.

I thought it was early evening,

Adina won't have drunk too much, so everything would be cool.

In walked Adina with this rose.

Her hair looked absolutely beautiful, she looked beautiful,

but there was something not quite right...about her.

Adina, to put it politely...

..was absolutely smashed out of her brains.

-It's horrible, man!

-You're turning me on...

God, she's fucking pissed out of her brain!

It was really strange, like, just to think,

"Oh, I've been doing this when my mum's like so close to me,"

because obviously if I knew she was there,

I wouldn't have been acting the way that I was.

I don't like watching it, you know, I can't stand it.

-I know.

-It's disgusting!

I started getting a bit upset, I swore a little bit

and was basically just...so worried about her.

I just wanted to get up and walk into the club, and obviously I couldn't.

-She's wiggling her bum.

-She's wiggling her bum,

-bent right over like...

-Gyrating.

-..from behind.

It was embarrassing to see myself like so drunk.

I wouldn't want to come across like that normally,

because I think I looked like a bit of an idiot.

This is just...appalling behaviour.

I'd rather not know what state sometimes she gets herself into,

because then I perhaps won't worry as much,

whereas now, every time she goes out, I'm worried sick.

For me, I'd rather not have seen it.

The end of the holiday couldn't come quick enough for Justine.

But there was one last thing to do.

I drank a bottle of schnapps at home.

Tell Adina that she'd been spying all week long.

All day that day, I was absolutely dreading it.

The tension.

I was thinking, "It could go terribly wrong, she could scream, shout."

Adina.

Adina, turn around!

I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

Are you all right? Don't cry!

-I've not ruined it for you, have I?

-No, don't cry!

When I saw her, I didn't feel angry with her or anything,

but I was just a bit thinking, "Oh, I wonder what she's actually seen."

We saw a boy with his hands on your bum in the club.

You probably don't remember. I've just found it so hard, Adina.

After watching what's happened,

she's going to have to realise that she needs to

take a step back maybe and let me do my own thing.

Don't cry, it's embarrassing!

Even though it had been a difficult trip for Justine,

in the end, it was worth it.

I've always thought that it's Adina that's going to need me forever more,

but now I've come to the decision

that I think it's more that it's me that needs Adina.

I'm going to let her get on with it,

and if she needs me, she knows I'm there for her

and I always will be, unconditionally.

It was a revealing summer for all the parents.

We've been seeing what you've been up to!

She's far too old for him.

With many surprises and revelations along the way.

-It's your mum!

-Oh, hello.

You don't want this to be seen, you stupid fool.

I'm sorry, stop filming.

They got to know their kids a lot better than they had bargained for.

Oh, I thought they were just friends.

But it brought them all closer together.

It has made my day, watching you enjoy yourself.

-You don't have to be so cringey.

-Shut up!

Our lives will never be the same again.

-Never.

-And it's been such a positive experience.

-But don't worry, we won't be coming on the next one.

-No!

No, too right they ain't!

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