Your tour group was visiting Glasgow, and you were all free for the night. You’d been out hitting the pubs with some other girls from the group, but now you were on your own. They’d wanted to stay in the last one. You had not. So here you are on your way back to your hotel. You’re about to pass another pub but at the last second you decide to go in. You could use one last drink before you go to your lonely bed back at the hotel.

The interior is cozy. There’s a group of men in ful highland dress sitting at a table near the door. One of them calls out to you. “Lass, tell me, have ye ever been kissed by a Scotsman?” You roll your eyes and reply, “Not yet, why, think you’ll be the first do you?”

You sit at at the bar and order your drink. Glancing at the bartender, you ask, “What the occasion for the group at the door?” He grins, “One of their mates got married today.”

You feel someone sit next to you at the bar. You look up into the face of one of the kilted wedding party. Its not the one who spoke to you, you note. He’s quite lovely, short fair hair and green eyes sparkling with warmth, merriment and mischief. He speaks. “Me mates have dared me get a kiss from you. What do you say love?” You’re a bit taken aback by the offer, but what the hell? It can’t hurt, besides he’s cute and you’ve been lonely lately. You grin and lean forward, resting your lips against his. His mouth tastes like scotch and something that you figure must be uniquely him. His tongue seeks entrance to your mouth and you gladly grant it. He’s very playful, teasing you into responding more. Then it takes a turn. It’s more passion, less play, but more sweet than anything you’ve ever known. When you part you look into his eyes and smile. You say, “I don’t suppose you’d like to walk me back to my hotel would you?” He grins in response and after settling his tab and yours, he offers his arm to you.

As you pass his friends, the one who spoke to your earlier is positively gobsmacked. As you leave the pub, he says, “By the way, my name’s Billy.” You introduce yourself and ask him if he’s up for clearing up the question of what Scotsmen wear under their kilts for you. He laughs and you can’t help but think maybe you’ll get an answer to that question tonight.

The End.