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posted by 80smusiclover1
George then spent the evening at a pub while waiting for a potential girl whom he could start a relationship with. Me mates just don't understand. The sooner I find a date, the earlier I can possibly get married! That isn't really a bad thing, right? he thought after taking a sip of his wine.

At that moment, he heard a woman's voice coming from one of the more private areas: "Hey, you wanna have a chat?" So he transferred there and greeted her with a smile. The woman herself appeared to be a year older and was dark-haired, wore crimson red lipstick, a bluish purple long-sleeved dress, and (weirdly) a skull necklace which glowed as if it was sending her a message.

"I see you're one of the members of that insect band that has taken this country by storm, huh?" she said. George replied, "Yep! I'm George Harrison, lead guitarist of the Beatles. And you are?" "Dahlia." George continued, "A pleasure to meet you, then!" Dahlia replied, "Likewise." George then asked, "So, do you like Rock n' Roll music?" Dahlia said, "Eh, it's okay. Nothing special, really." George said, "Oh. Fair enough, I guess." In truth, he was quite disappointed to have been given such an answer. Nevertheless; the conversation seemed to go on smoothly for the next hour, ending with George asking Dahlia out for a date at Hyde Park tomorrow, to which she accepted. They then left the pub after that.

"Well, I better set off for home now. It was lovely talking with ye." George told his new girlfriend. "Same to you. Good night, George Harrison." Dahlia replied. "Good night. But you can just call me George, okay?" George replied. "All right... Whatever." Dahlia responded. He then waved while watching her go, his eyes fixated at the swaying of her hips.

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posted by Rubyrings
The Beatles stopped in the doorway, a little surprised, but not very. Girls had gotten past security to see them before. Just this afternoon they had found a girl in their car boot, after all.
This girl, at least, wasn’t screaming, but looked at them with a pretty smile. Her fair-skinned face was made up like an actress’s and her shiny black hair fell to her shoulders before coming back up in a flip, held back by a red headband. She had on a red-and-blue dress that showed off her slender figure beautifully.
“There you are,” she said. “I’ve been waiting for you.” She spoke as though...
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“Nice girls, these fans of ours,” said Paul. “But...”
“Good of them to show us they care and all,” Ringo agreed. “But...”
“And they buy all our records,” George reminded them. “We’d be in trouble without them. But sometimes I think they’re going to wind up smothering us if they keep this up.”
As one, the four boys nodded.
They were lounging around their hotel room, their suit jackets and ties hung up on the backs of chairs and light fixtures and similar, and the Beatles themselves were reclining on the couch and the rug and the bench for the piano that came with their...
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Susan Leigh had planned this all perfectly. She would slip into the boot of the Beatles’ car while everyone else was distracted, while the Beatles were running away from all her fellow fans and they tried to catch the Beatles by chasing them. She would stow away to their hotel with them, hidden by the instruments and luggage in the back. And then when the boot was opened, and the Beatles found her, she would climb out and face her beloved boys, and she would look deep into Paul’s dreamy eyes and say....
“Eee! Paul!! Huminaminama....”
The Beatles stared at her. Susan twisted her fingers...
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The airport in Emma’s hometown was completely packed, leaving no doubt in anyone’s mind as to who was coming there. Only one band could attract such a large, devoted crowd. Many of the girls there squealed and pushed forward to be closer to the barrier, hoping to touch her beloved boys as they arrived.
It was a bright, sunny afternoon, and everyone could see the plane come in as it circled low in the sky, some girls even fancying they could see the boys waving through the windows. A great cheer rose from the crowd. The plane touched down, and four young lads with their hair wonderfully,...
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