The Tales From The Tavern I Lied To You
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The tavern was loaded that night. Babette, the waitress, was running in all directions, hardly keeping up with the orders of the customers. While the dining room was pretty crowded, only five people were sitting at the bar that was also belonging to the tavern. It was called ‘Big ol’ Tom’s tavern – the place where stories are told’. Big ol’ Tom’s customers had always been telling stories, it had been a year-long tradition. The better part of these anecdotes were tales of love, passion and sex. This evening was no different.
Of these five people sitting around the bar, four were regulars, some of the most attentive listeners to any kind of story. The fifth was a man in his late thirties, sitting in the very corner of the bar, alone, silent, tired looking eyes. The half empty pint before him seemed to be the focus of his interest.
It was a Friday night. More customers than usual had found their way into big ol' Toms tavern. The tavern wasn't exactly overflowing though. The old man himself was the calmness in person, easily keeping pace with the ever recurring orders. “As usual,” some may say. One particular lady had been sitting at the bar the whole evening long, listening to all kinds of stories told by all kinds of customers. Stories of love, desire and lust; some of them truly naughty, some of them a little more...
SupernaturalA dark and rainy night. Roaring thunder. Even though nature's outburst of rage had caused a blackout, more guests than usual had found their way into big ol' Tom's tavern. Some of them for shelter from the pouring rain. The vast majority however, for a good evening filled with stories being told at the bar in the midst of the dim flickering light of the many lit candles, for the tavern was also known as 'The Place Where Stories Are Told'. A power breakdown had never been a reason to keep his...
Straight SexA dark and rainy night. Roaring thunder. Even though nature’s outburst of rage had caused a blackout, more guests than usual had found their way into big ol’ Tom’s tavern. Some of them for shelter from the pouring rain. The vast majority however, for a good evening filled with stories being told at the bar in the midst of the dim flickering light of the many lit candles, for the tavern was also known as ‘The Place Where Stories Are Told’. A power breakdown had never been a reason to keep his...
It was a calm night. Only a handful of customers had found their way into big ol' Tom's tavern; just a few people sharing some short episodes of their lives while having a beer or two. That was until a young woman in her mid twenties appeared. Her shaky feet gave away her insecurity. Hesitantly, she was slowly heading for the bar. “This is the bar. So that makes you big ol' Tom?” she hastily asked, her voice trembling. The elderly man looked up while filling a pint for one of his customers....
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Love StoriesIt was a Friday night. More customers than usual had found their way into big ol’ Toms tavern. The tavern wasn’t exactly overflowing though. The old man himself was the calmness in person, easily keeping pace with the ever recurring orders. “As usual,” some may say. One particular lady had been sitting at the bar the whole evening long, listening to all kinds of stories told by all kinds of customers. Stories of love, desire and lust, some of them truly naughty, some of them a little more...
“Who's in for another round?” Big ol' Tom, the bartender, offered. Leaning over his half empty pint, his glass eye immobilized while the intact one stared at big ol' Tom, the elder of the only two guests replied: “Still nuthin' goin' on tonight, huh? An' I c'mere to listen to sum good stories, just like the ol' days.” “Well...” said big ol' Tom, “tonight's a bit of a shame, sure. But these calm nights usually do offer the best stories” He paused. “Not this time, as it seems, though..” He turned...
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