Chapter 27 pt 3: Too much?

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Later, it was closing midnight but the group were still wide awake and partying back at the hotel poolside. Susan couldn't count the number of times she saw Barbara abandon a half-full glass of alcohol just to pour herself another. But mostly, she couldn't fathom how the girl was still going after they all played a game of shots an hour earlier.

"Pass us some of that." Barbara beckoned to Dan who passed her a glass of whiskey, unbeknownst to who's it was and poured a chunk of it into hers.

"What's in that?" He asked, putting the glass back on the table.

"Umm..." Barbara hovered drunkenly. "Vodka, lemonade. And now whiskey." She grinned.

"Let us have a sip." Barbara wouldn't hand it over, instead slowly tipping it so Daniel could get a taste. He grimaced at the mixture and pulled away. "That's grim."

"S'have a bit." George appeared and swiped the glass from out of Barbara's hand.

"Oi!" She snapped.

George ignored her and swigged on the concoction. A moment later and he shared the same expression and Dan. "You're on summat." He said, passing it back.

Barbara rolled her eyes and joined Susan and Linda sitting at the pool swishing their feet in the water whilst Ringo and Paul threw a ball back and two to one another.

"I fucking hate him." She hissed, taking a large swig and lit a cigarette.

"Who?"

"George. And John." She took a drag. "They're both cocks."

Susan and Linda shared a look. "Someone's wasted." Linda quipped.

"Oh fuck off, I've barely had any." Barbara retorted. "And you've changed your tune."

"What tune have I changed?" Linda asked with a grin. She loved it when Barbara got to the point of having a go at anyone and everyone.

"You and fucking Paul. You went from oh my fucking Alice wonderful bullshit to I wanna fucking hold your dick." Barbara took a long, angry drag.

Linda laughed. "You wha?" Susan held a mouth over her mouth to disguise her laughter. "You're slurring Luv."

"I know I'm fucking slurring!"

"It's like a snake," Susan commented, breaking out in laughter with Linda.

"Who's a snake?" Ringo and Paul swam over. They both took note of a very angry looking Barbara.

"Alright, Barb?" Paul asked.

"Don't she'll only hiss at ya." Linda mocked.

"Right, I've had enough." Barbara huffed, getting up and stormed off into the hotel.

"You're lucky she didn't bite ya." Susan cackled and held onto Linda as she laughed her guts up.

"She looked moody." Ringo leaned in and met Susan in a slow and pulsating kiss. Linda and Paul turned at the sound of their lips and decided it'd be best if they left them to it and went over to Dan and George. "You haven't fucked me in a while," Ringo whispered after they'd gone.

"Ritchie!" She exclaimed and slapped him playfully on the arm. If she were sober, she would have definitely turned around to see if anyone had heard her.

"What, it's true. I want you." He expressed and caressed her leg to her thigh.

"You're drunk," Susan said drunkenly and wrapped a hand around Ringo's neck, engulfing him in a sweet kiss.

"So are you." He whispered, breathing in her scent. She smelt like lavender and sex. A scent he would happily inhale for the rest of his life.

Susan looked at him with darkened eyes and bit her lip. "Okayy..." She acknowledged and ran her hand down his chest. "Anddd?" Ringo took a sharp breath as Susan slid her hand down his pants and wrapped it around his cock.

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