It was at this point the conversation was interrupted again. A couple of lecherous looking businessmen who had been eyeing Nicola up since she and James had arrived had summoned up enough courage to approach.
"Hey darlin' what's your name?" One of them slurred.
"I'm not interested. Leave us alone" Nicola shot back tetchily.
"Aww come on, don't be like that" the other chimed in, sounding even more worse for wear "You look like you've got lovely tits. Why don't you take your top off?"
"Ugh, you guys are gross" Nicola sneered, but to everyone's amazement she was unbuttoning her blouse as she spoke and had soon tossed it aside leaving her sitting in embarassment in her partially see through lacy, black bra.
The men whooped their approval.
"Come on love, get your bra off! Keep it off too" one of them ordered.
"Hey, give it a rest" James tried to intervene.
"You keep quiet mate!"
James tried to answer back but found himself suddenly dumbstruck and totally unable to respond.
With a look of helplessness on her face Nicola unhooked her bra revealing her beautiful, big breasts not just to the two lewd strangers but the whole pub. Quite a scene had been caused. Some of the pub regulars were whooping and wolf whisting in Nicola's direction, others were clearly appalled at her inapropriate exhibitionism.
It was at this point the barman approached.
"I think you two should leave" he told James and Nicola and for once they were happy to obey someones instructions.
"Okay, this is crazy. That bitch has actually cursed us....hey stop staring!" Nicola blushed as she threw her arms round her breasts once they were outside. It was the only way she could cover up for now as she had been told to keep her top off. James would have apologised if he was able to speak.
"Okay, we need to go back to my place quickly and work out how to get these rings off" Nicola figured.