Hey guys this is a new idea. This is written for and dedicated to Em. Ur brill. Ly loadz xxx This is a informative chap. Hope it don't put you off. If ur a Smithy fan, u will love this. And if ur a Huxon fan like urs truly then this is fine too.
"Aww come on smithy don't be a chicken, have another go you never know you might just win"
Dale Smith was in Czech Republic for his Brother Ewan's stag do. The group of about a dozen drunken lads were playing Russian roulette in a seedy looking casino. The floor was sticky underfoot and the tables were littered with empty beer glasses and cigarette buts.
Dale put his last chip on red no.7 the sweat began to build up on his brow. This was his last chance to make up the three grand he had already lost.
His knuckles turned white as gripped onto the green velvet covered table.
His arms shook as he prayed to win.
He felt a hand caress his back and shoulders and begin to massage him. He closed his eyes as the gentle manipulation washed him into pure bliss.
He heard a faint murmur. Like somebody calling his name. It grew louder.
"Smithy, Smithy you've won, come on mate look" Carl called.
His eyes flickered open. He blinked and looked around. The roulette wheel. Red no.7. Everything was moving in slow motion.
"Oh My God!!!" Dale screamed, I've won I've won."
He spun them around a grabbed the owner of the magic hands. He spun them round in his arm.
Upon standing them, two feet firmly on the ground, he looked and marveled at the beauty which stood before him.
A pair of long elegant legs rose to a short tight skirt and a top which showed of the beauty's navel and accentuated her breast. Around her face were waves of coppery curls, and her eyes were framed by dark eyelashes.
The lady pouted her deep red lips.
"Hello big boy" She teased in a husky drawl. As she winked at him.
Hey, plz read and review. I can only improve with the help and input from you guys. XXX