A 24 year old runaway billionaire's daughter delights in making Freddie Mercury's vacation a horror. What she doesn't know is that he's ready to take her over his knee and wail the tar out of her and then... the fireworks begin.
"Uncle Tony, it's Heddie. Can you put me up for a while, I've got to get away from them all?"
"Of course, sweetheart, although you may have to stay in the help's quarters, we are pretty booked. We have a rock band and their friends taking over the place for a birthday celebration, but I will always make room for my favorite , non-blood niece" Tony Pike said.
"Thanks Uncle Tony, I get in at 3 PM, can you pick me up, I'm flying commercial."
"Wow, you really don't want anyone to know where you are, huh. Not even taking your private plane."
"You got that right, by the way, whose birthday is it and what rock band?"
"Freddie Mercury and Queen."
"Oh. Well, I gotta go, see you in a few hours.
"Love you too, sweety."
Queen's plane landed and all the boys were excited to be in Ibiza.
All Freddie wanted to do was play some tennis with Tony and maybe score a few lines of coke.
Brian was on the phone with Anita and couldn't wait for her to join him. Roger looked around to see if there was any eye candy to interest him while tugging on his crotch, and of course John was missing Ronnie. She couldn't join John because she was in her seventh month and was told not to travel.
Tony Pike told Freddie the hotel was his to use for his pleasure. He paid enough to do so. Freddie never worked within a budget and his creed was that money was meant to be spent. Freddie scoped his surroundings for both men and women but right now all he wanted to do was play some tennis.
Pikes Hotel was foremost for hedonism and debauchery. Movie stars, rock stars and politicians flocked to let loose. And let loose they did. Champagne flowed like water and drugs were everywhere. Freddie was certainly in his element.
He changed into his tennis clothes and met Tony at the bar where a large Stoli tonic was already waiting for him. They had a lot of catching up to do.
"So what's going on in your life Fred?" Tony asked.
"Well, my biggest problem now is getting a new chef. I lost my old one and Liza bought a restaurant, so I have no one to cook for me. You know I've been known to burn water."
"Hey Fred, check out the rack on that blonde" Roger said, while continuing tugging at his crotch.
Freddie turned his head towards the girl and said, "she's okay."
"Okay? You're kidding. Would you like her better if she had a dick?" he sneered.
"ROGER! You asshole. I'm going to play some tennis. Coming Tony?"
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Tony and Freddie in Ibiza
"Hey, take it easy on me, Tony, you're 54, how are you able to play this ferociously?" Freddie yelled from across the court.
