I was having the holiday of a lifetime. Bits and pieces of Europe. Then south to north through the UK. I met up with various friends along the way, and enjoyed the free accommodation where I could. But this night wasn't free. It was my last in Scotland before I had to head home the following evening. So I lashed out and got a great old house near Oldmeldrum.
I headed out to a nearby pub. To enjoy a quiet drink and soak up the atmosphere. And maybe strike up a conversation with a local or two. Bonus points if they're attractive!
I was having a great time. Lots of laughter. The Scots are good at that! Damned if I could figure out what they're saying most of the time though.
Then they walked in. Two gorgeous women. Maybe 30ish. "Aye" one of them said, with a nod and a wink as they sat at the bar next to me.
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Scottish Lust
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