chapter 7

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The pub was like something you see on a massacre film, it was dark, gloomy and the punters we hunched up at the bar sipping their beers without saying a word to anyone, just a grunt when they wanted another beer...

But as I scanned the room I noticed a group of lads, hot lads may I add. They were flipping beer mats and playing God Save the Queen and I was sat with my parents and brat sister having a meal out which mother made me get dressed up for... Not amused.

I couldn't help but look over at all the fun that they were having and I wasn't, I ate my scampi and chips wishing that I was playing ring of fire with the fitties.

Then a sudden desperation for the loo came over me, they were in front of the loos and I was in my heels that  couldn't even tip-toe in. Crap.

I wanted to look hot, sexy and, being newly single, dateable! So I stood up, declared i was off to the ladies room.

So back straight, tits out and I strutted over to the loo, not noticing the wire across the floor, tripped and fell on my face.

Right in front of the 5 lads before even reaching the loos. But as i fell I hit my head on the table making me remember none of the humiliation, just waking up later still in the same pub just laid in the recovery position in a dress and heels and the hotties, gone, nowhere to be seen. 

Humiliation of day one in Middle earth, completed... 110%

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