A/N: Frist FanFiction so give me a break if this sucks! And if it does please tell me so. So i can get better. If i misspell sorry in AP English and can't spell. Also too lazy to do either acsent!
No Scot! Dont't go over she's just trouble! I jumped up out of my king sized blue bed. Why does this dream keep happening!? I tought throwing my heavy white blanket off me and trudging off to my closet for something to wear to the pub near my home.
After getting dressed in his blue-pladed kilt and black halfway buttoned up shirt I was off to "Gils Pub" for a bottle of whiskey and to pick up any open pray.
When I got to the bar the bar tender already had a bottle of my favorite whiskey. I sat down in front of the bottle and drank half of it in one go.
"Had that dream again of the blond?" Asked the bar tender who was cleaning a shoot glass
"Yeah but this time she was grinding against me and kissing me mumbleing 'have me Scottie please' ugh! I'm so tired of this dream" I took another drink off my bottle before trying to make my kilt go further than above mid thigh
The bar tender had a grin on his face as he said "Looks like we got a new-be here and she's in red too" he slowly lick his lips
"I knew there was a reason I like u" I replyed putting a lit ciggeret in my mouth in between my ful pale lips and looking over at the new prey.
Holy shit! This chick is a sex toy on a stick. She had her hair in a ponytail with two very curly strips in her face. You could tell her hair was long and very curly. Her hair was also the color of the sun. The chick was wearing a blue take top that showed off her C-cup bra size and her curvitur. She had a red mini skirt and 6 inch heels on makking her the most watched lady here. So I looked away like I wasn't intresented. But I was fucken hooked on her. Like when I was on drugs!
As the night went on I wanted to get closer to her and tell all the guys she was flirting with her 'Get the fuck away shes mine'. With a nice sexy deep growl. When I finally looked over I made it look I was just seeing what the noise was about. She looked at me with percing but careing blue eyes. The lady dismissed her crowed and walked over to me. Now i could finally see her lips. They were full but had cherry red lipstick. Making her even more fuckable.
"Bonjour" She said with a strong french ascent smiling and takeing the seat by me, "My name is Françoise. Whats yours?"
"Scot. What are you doing Miss Françoise?" I replied with my equally thick ascent, while takeing a puff
"Getting a ciggeret" She took my ciggeret took a puff and blow the smoke in my face
Thats it! I'm takeing her home and fucking her to the point she couldn't walk for a week!