The Woolpack was very busy. A party on a day's outing to the Dales had called in for drinks, although Diane was pleased with the takings, she was really struggling to keep up with the service.
She was pleased therefore when Moira Barton came through the door. Moira was planning to have a few drinks after an exhausting day, trying to keep her farm going through some tough times.
"Am I glad to see you" said Diane "Remember how to pull a pint?"
Moira, who used to work at the pub replied, "I was looking for a quiet night, but it looks as if you need a hand"
"You're a star" said a grateful Diane as Moira got behind the bar began to serve some
Very thirsty customers.
After closing time, Diane after pouring herself a rather large glass of red wine went into the back to cash up the very substantial takings, leaving Moira alone in the bar with Victoria, Diane's step daughter, who had been collecting and washing the glasses.
Moira and Victoria did not get on. This followed Moira's brief but passionate fling with Victoria's boyfriend Alex.
"Want a drink?" Victoria asked in a rather off putting way.
"A large whiskey, please, no ice" Moira was Scottish and enjoyed her counties national drink.
"Want malt?" Victoria asked, to Moira's surprise as she was partial to the smoother taste of the single whiskey.
Victoria dispensed the drinks and placed the glasses on the bar. Moira picked up the glass savouring the colour and smell of the malt whiskey and touched her glass on Victoria's which contained some concoction of her own making, but it was rather blue and looked very exotic.
"Cheers" they said in unison.
"Why did you steal Alex from me?" asked Victoria.
"How many times, you were not together, he told me you had split up, anyway it was just a bit of fun."
"For you perhaps, not much fun for me home alone with my vibrator while you had Alex inside you."
"Look it's in the past, let's let just be friends and get on with our lives," said Moira.
Victoria took a large swallow of her drink and said, "Ok, fine by me, want another?"
She stepped behind the bar and fixed two more drinks.
They sat facing each other on the bar stools and Moira was puzzled by the way the eighteen year old girl was looking at her.
Then Victoria broke a long silence by saying, "Fuck Alex" as she finished of her drink in one go.
Moira laughed and said "I think we both did that didn't we?"
Victoria laughed and said "You are alright you know, I don't know whether it's the booze, but I seem to like you."
With that she leaned forward and placed her lips on Moira's. Moira was taken aback, but had to admit to herself that she had enjoyed the feel and taste of Victoria's lips on hers, however fleetingly.
The moment was interrupted by Diane re-emerging from the back, to announce that she was going to bed and asked Victoria to lock up and set the alarms.
"Night" said Diane as she climbed the stairs.
The other two echoed the phrase and looked at each other, not knowing how they would react next.
Victoria took the lead. Kissing Moira full on the lips, mouth slightly opened and her tongue barely touching the older woman's.
Moira did not how to respond. She had never kissed another woman, but the taste of this young girl was so sweet she gave into desire and returned the kiss with some passion.
"Take me upstairs." Victoria whispered as she reluctantly slid her lips away from Moira.
"What about Diane?" queried Moira.
"Her room is at the other end of the pub, she will be fast asleep already, and we will be fin, besides I don't want to fuck Diane." Victoria said. Then with a sheepish grin asked, "You do want to fuck with me don't you?"
"Oh yes" said Moira.