Mein Herr ( Ringo Pov)

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(This is what I'm thinking of   her to look like,  a taller version of Hedy Lamarr, and  when she is performing, she will go for hats and tails, unlike Eliza in Cabaret) 

(This is what I'm thinking of   her to look like,  a taller version of Hedy Lamarr, and  when she is performing, she will go for hats and tails, unlike Eliza in Cabaret) 

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The boys and I just finished touring yesterday

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The boys and I just finished touring yesterday. John suggested we could go to see a Cabaret. We found one called "Drunken Elephant club " not far from our hotel.

The club smelled like cigarettes and wine, the lighting was very dark, and there was a jazz band playing, and thankfully, no one recognized us.

"I overheard a lot of guys talking about a Bird Called Deliha," said Paul sipping his drink

"Well, it says here that she's going to perform soon. She's quite a star," George answered, looking at a  brochure. While eating  a sandwich 

"Eh, Cabaret girls are usually cheap whores looking for money. To them, it's rabbit season." John said reluctantly 

"Then why did you want to come here then?" 

"So I can be made in a rabbit pie."  laughs john

I roll my eyes and drink my beer.

The band stops, and the  Emcee comes up and says in a German accent:

"Ladies and Gentlemen,  Ze drunken elephant, is proud to present a beautiful young lady from new york in Monsey; Ze scrumptious and lovely. 

Miss Deliha Bouvier!"  


During her performance, I saw the boys staring at her as if they had just spotted pray, their jaws hitting the floor at her. I could've sworn I saw a bit of drool come from john's mouth, but she was undeniably incredible.

She didn't seem cheap at all. She had long wavy brown hair, big green eyes and small red-painted lips. she looked like something out of a freshly painted Renaissance painting.

After her performance, we clapped wildly, not taking our eyes off her. She tipped her hat and gave a big beautiful smile to the audience, which mainly consisted of men who loved her performance for other reasons.

After the Cabaret, we returned to the hotel, talking about her performance. 

I shared a room with George, who was snoring loudly.

I lay in bed thinking of her, Imagining her cuddling next to me, and sharing tender moments. 

The next day I plucked up the courage to ask her out.

I waited by the exit stage doors while the other performer girls walked out waving goodbye. 

"excuse me, is Deliha coming out soon?"

"She's coming out soon, shorty!"

I waited for an hour, but she still didn't come out. I was just about to leave when she came out in an oversized light brown coat. she was much taller than me. 

"Bye, girls. I'll see you next Week!"

"Erm, Hi!"

"Oh, Hello.. are you the taxi driver?"

"No, My name's Ringo. I saw your performance yesterday. You were fantastic."

"Aw, gee, thanks...Wait, are you in that band called the Beatles?"

"Yes!"

"Oh, my friend, saw you last Thursday. I couldn't come because I had a show too, but she said you're fab!"

"would you like to go grab some coffee?" I ask her nervously

"I would love to. I know a good place not far from here."

We began to walk over there, chatting about things.

I found out she came from an Orthodox Jewish family, and her father was the chief Rabbi In the town she grew up in.

After that very day, we started seeing each other more and more; we went out to restaurants, had a lovely picnic, made out once in a while, and cuddled on the couch.

One day we were lying on the couch in Deliha's Flat in silence, her head on my shoulder, and we were tenderly stroking each other for about 30 minutes

my hand slightly made its way down to her large clothed breast. I swallowed slightly, trying not to get an erection.

"Richie?" she lifted her head, confused. I stop immediately, and I begin to panic. 

"Deliha, I'm so sorry I...I don't know why I did that..I.. "

" I didn't tell you to stop."

I stare at her with lust, She suddenly wraps her arms around me and kisses me tenderly, and I hold on to her tighter. We fall back on the couch, moaning slightly. My lips attach to her neck while groping her breast harshly. Her hands hold onto my hair.

"OH, Ringo!!"

We only pause for a minute to get up from the couch to her bedroom. 

I lay her on the bed as we start to take off every bit of our clothes, and I straddle her and quickly put on a condom. At the same time, she starts becoming impatient before I push myself into her.

She moans underneath me. Holding my back and hair while I gently kiss the space between her bouncing tits with every thrust. "God, I love you UH UH UH.. everything about you !!!" I moan before sealing my lips on her areola and sucking harshly. By now, she was screaming with love as I fucked her into the universe.  

"I LOVE YOU TOO, RICHARD!!!"

We fall apart screaming, my head this time on her shoulder, her hand gently caressing me, and she pulls the blanket over us, lulling us to a  deep long sleep.


















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