My knowledge of Scottish history was pretty good and I knew that Argyll had originally been settled by the Scots centuries ago. Confusingly, the Scots... actually came from Ireland and were not native here in this part of the country. Argyll was actually known as Dalriada back then. If I remembered correctly it was only when King Kenneth Mac Alpin had united the indigenous Picts and the Scots that the whole of the land had been re-named Scotland. I paused in my thinking as the realisation of just. "Thanks! She got hired a few days ago. Tonight was her first night. I might hire a few more girls like her. Their hard to find. There seems to be a shortage of bigger gurls who want to strip. Plus, you have to have the right attitude to make money here. She walked away with close to a thousand tonight." I said. "Wow! A thousand!!!!" said the taller guy. "Fuck! That is allot of money. Man!" said the shorter guy. I looked over the shoulders at the bouncer by the front door."I hire another big. She sits there for a second. ” Are you seriously going to make me repeat myself?” I threaten. As I do so, she slowly starts putting the boys dick in her mouth. She starts to suck this 18 year old cousin of hers off. The boy was inexperienced and you could tell as he didn’t hesitate to just blast his load in her mouth. She tried to pull back but I made sure she couldn’t, forcing her to take the entire thing in her mouth. The boy seemed as though he was a bit weak in the knees at the moment.. Trying to sit up, a dull ache rushes to behind my eyes and my right shoulder. Managing to roll just before collapsing back to mother earth. A second attempt allows me to stand, and now on uneasy legs I gather my meager belongings and my sword. Finding my way along a treeline, under a cold and grey sky, I peer out over what I’m sure was once a wheat field, to a cropping of pine trees, a plume of white smoke. Traveling, as quick as my battered form will let me, deep into this sea of evergreens..