MY HANDSOME TARZAN
#3
Three glasses were drunk by Thea and Jared.
"Stop, Baby. You'll pass out here later" said Jared, who now looks fresh and unaffected by the beer, but Jared had just taken a vodka.
"I'm still strong" Thea said, holding her stomach full of beer.
"Thea, stop. Let's get out of here" said Joan pulling Thea's hand.
"Shut up, Joan. I still can," said Thea.
Then Jared stood up and left Thea who was still sitting there.
"Hey, Tarzan!!! You surrendering?" asked Thea with her screaming voice.
Jared sat back down at the bar table and picked up his recharged vodkan and looked at Thea.
Her slanted smile was as if underestimating Thea.
"You lost, miss" said Julius - the referee.
Thea looked at Julius. "Whatchu mean? I haven't been sprawled at all" Thea said.
"Well, now stand up and walk" Julius said.
"Go to the man you call Tarzan" continued Julius smiling.
Then Thea stood up and started walking. But only 2 steps, he had staggered to the point of almost making it topple over because he was wearing high heels footwear.
Joan had Thea's body almost dropped.
There was boisterous laughter from the men who saw the race earlier.
"Hey, Miss. You're not fit for this race. You should have just danced for us" shouted one of the men there.
Then Thea turned to the man who told her to dance. His smile expanded because he felt that trouble was coming.
When other people want to avoid problems, different from Thea who actually likes problems.
"Well, you want me to dance?" ask Thea defiantly.
Joan is a bar-bar but still not as brave as Thea who likes to do whatever she likes let alone something new.
"Sstttt ... Shut up, Joan," said Thea, who took off her high heels and tore her sponge skirt to half her thigh.
It made the men there whistle and cheer except for Jared.
Jared just looked at him from afar. He was watching what Thea would do after this.
Thea walked towards the man who told her to dance earlier.
The man put his beer on the table and his hand would already hold Thea's waist and intend to kiss her.
But before that happened, Thea had already grabbed the man's hair and banged his head against the table.
"Shhuitt!!!" the man and Thea took a beer glass and then poured the rest of the beer over the man's head.
Then the man's friend tried to hold Thea's hand, then a sound of broken glass was heard leading to the man's friend's hand.
PYARR ...
Joan hits the man holding Thea's hand with a beer bottle nearby.
Then the bar got out of control. Many men began to advance against Thea and Joan.
"Good girl" Thea smiled at Joan and picked up two bottles of beer and pointed them at some men who wanted to fight them.
"You're crazy, Thea!!" pissed Joan.
Joan took a chair and smacked it on the men.
Thea kicked and hit them with quick and on target movements.
"Jreeeed!!!" shout Julius.
The old man didn't want his bar to fall apart because of Thea and Joan.
