Punk Faction Online Serial Part 07

Mandy rang the bell hanging over the bar of The Black Bull for the third time. Nobody took any notice. She walked over to the jukebox and switched it off at the mains, silencing the new Blitz single mid-song. Don groaned and told her to put it back on again.

“Can you drink up now, please?” Mandy shouted. She returned to the bar and rang the bell again. “Hello? It’s time to go home.”

“All right Mandy, keep your knickers on,” Ian said. “We’ve not finished our beer yet.”

“Well hurry up then. I want to go home even if you don’t.” Mandy walked over to the skinheads and stood before them, hands on hips.

“Can’t we have a lock-in?” Don asked.

Mandy shook her head. “Not tonight, I’ve got other plans.” She looked at Trog and caught his eye. “Trog, can you give me a hand to close up?”

Trog drained the last of his lager and nodded. “Yeah, no worries, Mandy.” He put the empty glass down and rose to his feet. “Right, you cunts. You heard Mandy. It’s time to get fucked off home.”

A few grumbled about the lack of a proper ten minute drinking up time, but they all soon finished off their drinks and shuffled toward the door. Trog helped Mandy collect the empty glasses and put them down on the bar.

“Night then, Mandy,” he said, and turned to leave. Don was waiting for him by the door. The others were outside, larking about and taking the piss out of passing trendies.

“Wait a minute, Trog,” Mandy called out. “Give us a minute to lock up and you can walk me home if you like?”

Trog turned and looked at Mandy. She smiled and winked.

“Get in there, you jammy fucking bastard,” Don said, nudging Trog in the ribs.

Trog grinned at Mandy. “I’ll see you cunts on Saturday then.”

“Give her one for me,” Don said as he left. Mandy closed the door behind him and bolted it.

“I thought you wanted me to walk you home?” Trog asked.

Mandy smiled and ran her finger tips down Trog’s braces, then took one in each hand and pulled him closer. “You can do that later,” she said.

Continued next Friday.

Punk Faction by Marcus Blakeston is also available in paperback and ebook if you don’t want to wait that long.

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About Marcus Blakeston

Ex-shouting poet, ex-fanzine writer, ex-angry young man (now growing old disgracefully). Living in sunny Yorkshire with his wife, children and motorcycle, Marcus still has a healthy distrust of all forms of authority.
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