Chapter 11
Glasses tinkled, here and there. The fresh, raw scent of alcohol, and beer, gracing the noses of early indulgers.
Dea, the barmaid held her skirts, smiling sheepishly, as one man, tried to grab her, from behind..Her laugh echoing through the air, and attracting attention.
Curvy, and well-endowed, it was as if Madam Lort had carved her out, herself to satisfy the bulging eyes, of her flirty customers.
They never could tire, of the young hot blooded beauty. The young and old drinkers, feasted their eyes on her, every chance they could get..
Ahhh... Dea, was like a young goddess.. Fully ripe, and appealing, yet untouchable..
The old bar-owner(madam Lort) , made sure, she protected the girl, from the horny old fools..
"Dea! She called now.. Slightly eyeing the friendly banter between her and the persistent male customer.
Ma! The girl swiftly responded.. Rushing to attend to her mum's call..
"Prepare a warm cup of ale, for old Mr Lucas, and quit flying around!
Quietly, the young girl, went about her duties,working with her pertly, experienced hands...
It was this bar, that Milan entered some moments later, gaining roars and greetings from the men present.
Ayeeee.. My man Milan.. How good it is, to see you!
'You need some early morning ale, huh? Hahahaa!!!
"The weather calls, for it! Or don't you think? Hahahahaaaa
"Exactly so my friend! Men must quench their thirst, with some good ale! Works for me every time!
It sure does! Hahahaaaa!!
The banter, laughs, and growls, helped him forget about his gruelling task, for a while as he knocked down, glass after glass of hot, bitter ale, and rich beer. He'd even gulped down some pepper soup, to quiet down his groaning stomach.
Stuttering home later on, Milan still battled with thoughts, on what to do with the offer Staggers, had presented. ******
* Are you thinking, what I'm thinking?? What's going to happen to poor Jade?? 😣🙉
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