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The Long and Winding Road	By : rottengrl Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Sex Pistols Views: 1696 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of the Sex Pistols. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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After a nice shave and shower Rambo was ready for breakfast. He had dressed casually in an old faded pair of jeans, a white button down shirt with the top three buttons open and the red boat shoes John had given him for his birthday. Funny how that man always seemed to wind up somewhere in his life. Today it was on his feet.
He left the room and walked down the stone quiet hallway. He waited patiently for the elevator thinking about how a nice big chocolate chip muffin and black coffee would hit the spot. Normally he would have had tea but, something about this morning called for coffee instead.
The doors of the elevator opened to reveal a striking red headed woman smiling at him. He entered the little moving room and tried hard not to stare at her. He had always loved red headed woman. Something about them just seemed to naturally stand out in terms of their personality. Nora, for example, was never really his type. Sure she is pretty and lively but, he liked quieter more earthy girls. Always had. It’s funny they always say red heads had such fiery personalities. To him most woman had fire anyway, you only had to get them mad to see that, but red heads were not angry monsters. In contrast the ones he knew were quiet and more talkers than fighters. Nora on the other hand, well, she and John had always had a combative relationship. He couldn’t picture John with any other type of woman. Certainly not a passive one. In fact, very soon after John had begun seeing Nora they had all gone to a party at Nora’s house. Nothing to wild. Just friends and music . For some reason John and Nora got into a screaming fight that lead to Nora throwing several objects at John and John giving Nora a Nazi salute. That little row took almost three weeks to heal itself. But somehow it always healed and Nora and John were once more in each others arms. It was a bitter fact that Rambo had learned to swallow years ago. Wherever there was John there would also always be Nora. The elevator reached the main lobby and Rambo let the beautiful red head leave first. The view from behind was as lovely as the view from the front. She walked quickly across the lobby. Rambo took one last look and then turned towards the hotel’s small café.

John sat on the edge of the hotel bed flipping through the TV channels with the shiny black remote. A lot of nothing ran over him as each station was worse than the one before. But, out here what could you expect? Nora liked to make sure that when she said alone time she got alone time. So every year she took them to more and more remote places. John knew her game but went along with it. After all, he gave her enough grief during the rest of the year. Two weeks for all that grief hardly seemed like that much of a concession. Luckily she was also smart enough to arrange the trip during a lull in Arsenal action. Otherwise he would found himself clamoring around small towns and mountainsides trying to find a TV that played his beloved boys.
This time the location was an island resort. Some small little island he had trouble remembering the name of. Not that it mattered. The trip was to reconnect with her not worry about the island activities. They had just arrived and Nora was practicing one of her “new trip arrival rituals”, namely taking a shower. She said she always felt grubby after traveling. Him? Well a coat of dirt never hurt him. Funny they would be together all this time. The beautiful, stylish clean German with the ugly, grubby, dirty Irish boy. He had no doubt that she loved him as much as he loved her but, it never ceased to surprise him when every morning he woke up and she was still in his life. Something amazing about that.
A fat faced newscaster popped onto the screen and John aimed the remote at him shutting off the TV. He breathed in the nice island air. Nora began humming over the flow of the water. She had a nice voice. A deep Joni Mitchell type voice. A devilish grin crossed his face. Maybe he would take a shower after all.
He walked to the bathroom door and turned the knob. Nora never locked it. Such was her sometimes careless nature. He could see her tall beautiful figure through the clear shower doors. The water was hitting her large breasts dripping soap and shampoo down them. She turned and jumped a little “You frighten me.” He walked to the shower door and opened it. Fully clothes he entered the shower and embraced her kissing her on the mouth
“let me make it up to you,” he said.
He leaned her up against the hard tiles of the shower wall. Still embracing her wet soapy body as he kissed her neck. The water ran off him flattening his blond spiky hair and puddling in his shoes. He took little notice as he fondled her soapy breasts.
“mmmm,” she murmured dreamily.
Her long legs snaked around his wet trousers.
“mmm missus,” he murmured back.
They kissed wrapping their tongues around each other. He felt her tongue playing in and out of the gap where his teeth had been.
Her hands unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers. She pulled them and his underwear down using her left foot. She grabbed his back as he ran his hands under her ass moving her up against the wall. He pushed his hard cock into her. He was still wearing his plaid Sex Pistols muscle shirt. It was soaked to his body.
Slowly he worked himself in and out of her. She ran her fingernails along the back of his neck. It was a spot that only she knew drove Johnny crazy. He did not increase speed but his gave a small moan of appreciation and a stronger thrust the next time he entered her. He kissed her passionately digging his fingers into her ass. She wrapped her legs tighter around him. She used her feet to push onto his ass. She wanted him deeper inside of her. Her fingernails moved from scratching his neck to scratching his head tugging slightly on his hair. It was another secret spot that Johnny could not resist. He gave two large fast thrust and came with a loud grunt. The pleasure caught him off guard shooting through him. He slapped his hand flat against the wall steadying himself. She lowered her legs. He pulled out and leaned against her embracing her. He was panting and shaking from the pleasure. She kissed his head and held him tight. They stayed like that until the water ran cold and they both went off to seek somewhere warmer.
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