It is yet another busy night in the Queen Victoria. Mick behind the bar, Tina moaning at the bar it is too hot and Shirley...well you could say she was scaring away costumers. Mick drooping around the bar feeling sorry for himself because his girlfriend is away. 'Mick you are scaring more costumers away than crow face!' Tina laughs as downing a straight tequila. 'Naah he is just depressed over the fact Rosie isn't back tonight' Shirley responds while mimicking Mick's face. Mick looks up and sighs at them both moving the glasses off of the bar.
The jukebox blaring the music yet all what Mick hears is the door open and slam shut. Mick's head snaps up and his eyes lock on this angel figure as it makes its way to the bar. 'Large vodka and tonic please sweetheart! ' the figure demands. Yet Mick does not take in these words and can only take in how angelic she is, 'Hello!? I mean I know it is loud in here but my throat is like a drought over here!' Mick suddenly comes back and swallows, 'sorry darlin', yes coming right your way !' He blinks to focus his eyes and pours the drink adding extra ice and lemons, 'here you go, one vodka and tonic with extra ice and extra lemon for a extra dry throat!' Mick says followed with a laugh. The figure grabs the drink and downs it without swollowing twice, Mick watches while the lips slowly lift off of the glass from being pressed tightly and left over saliva slowly letting loose of grip from the mouth and glass, leaving Mick almost turned on the way she does it.
'Thank you! How much will that be?!' Mick looks at the figure trembling his words, 'N-nothing, on the house! free!' and a smile mirror backs his way.
'Linda Peacock...' the figure speaks and smiles at Mick putting out her hand. Mick looks at her lips move as she says it, 'Linda that's a beautiful name...I'm Mick, Mick Carter... nice to meet you...' He says while taking her hand and kisses it politely. Linda smiles, 'Act like this to all the ladies?' She laughs while Mick laughs back and shrugs in panic.
'New around here??' Mick asks while Linda replies with 'Well I'm only here to meet an old friend! My mum owns a pub! Down in Watford actually...'
'Ahh right...well who's this old friend?? A man I take it for you to be looking this gorgeous !' Mick questions and Linda just laughs, 'Oh I wish! Haven't had a bit of love since I was a teen! Haven't even had a sexual relationship since then!' She laughs then adds on, 'I'm meeting Honey actually! We go way back!' Mick swallows as she says all of that and has already got butterflies every time she speaks, 'Honey, a lovely! Lovely lady! And a proper sort I'll tell you that !' Linda just laughs and is about to reply when a women spills red wine all down her pale pink dress. Black hair flicks around and the face turns to Linda, eyes dagger into Linda's soul.
'Ahhhh my dress ! My brand new dress is ruined!! Do you know how much this cost me!?' Linda squeals while facing this witch. 'I am so sorry' the women says and Mick laughs a bit, 'Whit..don't worry it's alright!' Linda snaps her head at Mick, 'Alright!? It is not alright! This cow has spilt her cheep £3.45 wine all over my £800 dress!'
'What'd you call me!?' Whitney exclaims. 'A cow that's what I called you!' Linda shouts back as Shirley laughs in the corner as she hates Whitney. Mick looks at Linda, 'right just go upstairs, change of clothes will be found in the bedroom and just clean that dress alright and whit just go home!' Linda huffs and storms upstairs while moaning to herself about the dress. Whitney looks at Mick, 'Me leave!? She's the one who called me a cow!' Shirley's iconic drunk line slides out of her mouth, 'Get outta ma puuub you cow!' Followed with Tina laughing while dribbling her tequila everywhere. Whitney grabs her bag while storming out with every single one of the slaters behind her.
Upstairs Linda has found the bedroom. Looking through the dresses huffing because all she can find is white, showy dresses. Mick makes his way up the stairs and sorts his waist coat out 'Linda??'
'Y-yeah! Just in here! Who's dresses are these anyway! A stripper could be seen in these!' She shouts a little while putting the dress on, while it pushes her breasts up and has two slits right up to her waist. Mick opens the door without thinking and laughing and spots Linda and his heart drops, 'w-wow...' Linda looks up at Mick, 'I know! A stripper dress init!' Mick replies, 'No...No...you, you look gorgeous...' he says as he steps in the room not taking his eyes from Linda and shutting the door behind him. Linda looks at Mick while butterflies take over her stomach. It is like the butterflies are magnets. Mick makes his way over to Linda looking at her toes, legs, waist, breasts then her face. Linda looks at Mick's face, 'W-What is it?' Mick lifts up his hand tucking Linda's loose hair behind her ear and says, 'You know who else is a proper sort...'
A smile grows on Linda's face as their eyes become unlock-able, Mick's hand stays there for a while and he stares at her lips remembering the glass action. Linda looks up at Mick's lips standing on her tip toes locking their lips together. Followed with bites, tongues. Linda's tongue whisking round Micks, Mick's tongue whisking round Lindas like they are making a cake. They continue the mouth action, while making their ways to the bed. Mick holding Linda's arms while lowering her down to the bed and putting himself on her. Linda looks up at Mick with her big blue eyes. Mick looks down at Linda with them brown bold eyes. Before you know it, the stripper dress is thrown across the room, jeans are hanging from the chair and underwear scattered across the floor.
Covers, Bed, Bodies; all moving. The covers crinkle together, the bed moves forcefully up then down continuously. 'Good enough sexual relationship for you?' Mick looks down on Linda and says while moving slow to fast on her body. Linda looking up, not being able to get her words out yet nods while groaning and gripping on your skin. Mick smirks down at Linda while speeding up his body speed with Linda in the pace and panting heavier than a worn out rider...well that's exactly what you could say this is. Seconds pass. Minutes pass.
Mick rolls off of Linda, panting heavily while Linda still groaning and moaning with the words of 'oh my god' rolling from her tongue. Mick looks at her and just smiles, 'that was amazing...perfect in fact.' Linda smiles at Mick while dribble exits her mouth slowly and she nods while looking at Mick.
