Seven Fair Maidens Part Six

Part two: Song of the Siren

I didn’t go far from Sophie’s house; I went to the pub just on the edge of town. I needed a drink, something stronger than wine which had been the only alcoholic beverage I had for the longest time. I had never been kicked out of a woman’s house before. Alice doesn’t count because technically she left me and Raven doesn’t count because she was saving my ass so there.
When I walked into the place something was different about it. The pub I went to back when I was still looking for bounty was musty and the air was filled with tobacco smoke. Here there was no smoke and was nicely lit. It was larger then most pubs I’d ever been in. At the other side of the pub there was a stage with dark purple curtains. I didn’t really pay much attention to it I just headed straight to the bar.
“Hello there,” the bartender said. He was an elderly man with a bushy grey beard and a balding head. “What can I get for ya?” he asked with a nearly toothless smile. “What’s the strongest thing you got?” I asked having a seat on the stool. “Whiskey,” the bartender replied. “That’ll do” I said. He poured me a glass and I paid him (I’ll let your imagination fill in where I got the money from). “So stayin’ for the show?” he asked with a smile. “What show?” I asked.
“Oh well we get a couple of acts in to perform every hour. But when we can’t get an act; Bridget usually sings for us” he said. “She any good,” I asked taking a drink of the whiskey. “She’s the best she is,” he said, “and,” he went on lowering his voice, “she has a rack that if she were a buck no other male deer would want to fuck with her. By god if I were thirty years younger I would do bloody awful things to her if you know what I mean” he said with a chuckle and a wink.
“Sounds good to me,” I said with a smirk and walked to find a seat closer to the stage. I found one right in front and took a seat. By the time night had fallen I had seen a few acts and most of the tables towards the front were men. “Bridget’s up next mate” the bartender said pouring me another whiskey.
“Good, I’ve been sitting here all day” I said taking a drink. Right after he left the curtain opened and possibly the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen walked out. She had long curly silver blond hair and eyes so blue I could tell what color they were from this distance. She was wearing a silvery dress that was extremely low cut. In fact it was so low cut you could almost see her belly button. You could see the inside sides of her breast.
Fortunately the bartender hadn’t been kidding. She had massive breasts; each one the size of a small boulder.