There is a pub just up the road

“Tart” Lucy jibes as she starts to wander off up the street. Even as you start to follow behind her, you try to get your thong back on. Hopping on one foot at a time, you final manage to get the damp lace back into place, and as you run the few steps to catch up with your friend, you smooth your skirt back down.

“Where we going then Luce?” you ask as you settle into step beside her.

“The Fox is only round the corner, thought we could stop in for a drink there.”

“Fine by me” you let her know. Two minutes later you are pushing open the door to one of your regular pubs.