A/N:    xxx Beware of horribly written couplings in the sexual encountering kind! xxx

Louise walked away, George was on baby duty first. Off to see the animal nursery and giraffes and other 'safe' beasts in the other direction. They had finally arrived at Taronga Zoo and the place was amazing and the views, over Sydney harbour, incredible.

Putting space between herself and the group she took up conversation with a hunky zoo keeper that was putting some sort of god awful stinking animal excrement in a large pile. John lingered half chatting, half ignoring Brian but always watching. Why does she do this, hurt me with this sort of thing. She might as well be wearing the lingerie I gave her the other day...

Louise leaned over a little and John took off to save her virtue.

"Huny" John called sweetly. Louise straightened and mentally rolled her eyes. Johns 'huny' was usually nice but he was going to break a nail if he tripped on his Neanderthal ways. The Lennon leer then loomed and the zoo keeper took his eyes off Louise's attributes and placed them back down where they belonged, down on the pile of poo at his feet. "Hey man"

"Gidday mister Lennon, great day for a look at the zoo. Was just telling Lou 'ere that the Lion display will be on in ten, just round the corna" Zoo keeper was actually just a shit cleaner and John suddenly wasn't as bothered after he took in the Aussie's name tag- General hand- Lou wouldn't be bothered with the likes of him. She patted the guys muscled forearm for a little bit too long and was granted a Aussie wide grin; Not from John though, he wore a frown.

No, the poo guy, was the one who gave her a megawatt grin.

"So, do you get to wrestle the lions? Like if they try and attack you when you're cleaning" Louise preened as she tossed a silly girly question towards the young chap, John thought she was going to be a snob but then he remembered she took everyone the same ..... except women in his bed of course they could go and get fu-

"No luv, crickey I'd be part of this pile of shit, sorry poo, if I went in with 'em. Savage they are, rip yur arm clear off" Poo bloke was now staring at her tits again and Louise was staring at John, smirking.

Then Lou giggled.

When did she last giggle?

Can't remember, probably when Paul said some stupid shit.

"Well, have a nice day. I might see the Lions later, fancy coming to see the gorillas Johnny, be right up your alley, I'd think" Louise fanned her face and reached for a khaki tennis cap with a Taronga Zoo emblem on it. She must have purchased it from the gift shop on the way in, she pressed it on her head.

"Yea I'll come see the chimps"

"Gorillas"

"Whatever"

"Alone at last. Are you really as peeved as your face looks?" Louise watched the Gorilla scratch his backside then pressed a little closer to John. She just wanted John to see what she saw when he had the attention from the worlds opposite sex. Just wanted him to feel the pinch in the gut, the flair of anger, the determination to hold yourself back from pummelling the other's flirting floosy....

And she had seen it... the jealousy.

Just a little bit with Paul in the car, the accidental kicking of the door and when the boys had an ogle in the elevator and now here, while she chatted innocently with the zoo keeper guy with the putrid stench. John had been green oh yes indeed, so green he shone. Louise was pleased somewhat with how she had him rattled. Of course, she hated it but it had to be done. The bikini wasn't a planned wardrobe change but when John had flared over a simple t-shirt she took the idea and ran.

"You're getting sunburnt .... You know, I should just make you narky again and watch you burn red the rest of the day, but I won't. I am sorry Louise. I am jealous. I am worried you hate me" Dropping an arm over her shoulder John dipped his lips to kiss her right beside her lips. "You have the body now, can't deny, I never truly saw you until this morning with the boys eyes on you. You were always just that scrawny female girlie that hung out and walloped me over the head for picking on her brother. Now ..... now you're potent, welding power over all and sundry, curves and female wiles. Perhaps I need to get a cage to keep all the perves out?"

Louise turned to face him, lacing her arms around Johns neck. With his boots on he was a little taller, not by much but enough that Lou was looking up a little and John, down.

"My god you have a magnificent pair of tits now, Louise"

"Paul, Paul!?!" Lou called about, looking this way and that. Paul wasn't near but Lou didn't stop finishing her 'conversation' with him "Paul quick..... come take lessons from John. He's teaching a lesson in how to be romantic today" Louise grinned and made John bemoan her teasing.

"But they are"

"Wanna touch 'em" Lou waggled her eyebrows making John grin, making him remember just why he was so jealous. She was worth keeping his, that's why. Funny, sweet, sexy, annoying. He wanted all of her.

"What here?!"

"Not been anyone else pass by, has there?" Louise had turned and was pressed with her back up against the railing, the gorilla's were feet away on a grassy area, beyond a large moat.

"Well ..... no"

"And it's dark in this area, isn't it John. Someone would have to be really looking into the shadows wouldn't they ...." Lou watched John tentatively touch her bikini top. John never was tentative in anything he did. Definite turn on she sniggered to herself. "Turn around"

"I can't see your tits then" John grumbled.

"Ladies room"

"But there's no ladies"

"Do you want to touch or have your crotch damaged? Your choice"

John grinned, Lou was right. She was a lady, well she had all the jiggly bits required.

The park was shut tight- only staff, the Beatle gang and her. She pushed him into the lady's room and locked the main door before John could comment again on whether she was a 'lady' or not.

She didn't mean to let him back close to her so easily but you see he is John Lennon and John Lennon, apart from being a fine Beatle, was a damn fine specimen of a man. His hands warm and big, his voice caramelly and deep when he was, or even wasn't, angry. He makes me go weak at the knees to tell the absolute truth, Lou thought with a quiet sigh.

Made you want to be served up with a side of lyrics and pile of notes so that he wouldn't need anything else in the world.

Made you want to tear yourself into a thousand tiny pieces to give him every single thing in your universe.

John was sexy. John was all man. His aura pulled you til you pressed close and had his attention lavished upon you.

Pressing her back against the door, this was the dirtiest it had been in a while. No toilet stall sex, no dark alleys, no dank broom closets. No, none of that for at least a year now. But now he was back, like home. Well not home... back like he was a horny uncoordinated teenager, waiting to touch paradise.

Louise gripped his face gently, palms against his cheeks as he gazed down at her breasts that were pushing and rubbing against him, he felt like a thirteen-year-old kid in the middle of a wet dream. Lou, letting him leer at her chest then tilting his head so she could kiss him with the blaze of intensity that he wanted never to end.

John's fingers swirled over her bikini top never dipping, never exploring further. Lifting her neck for his lips, Lou moaned and grasped his shoulders tight. Fingers swirling, carefully pinching, suddenly slipping around and under edges, John broke free of her neck and kissed down to follow his fingers trek over her skin.

A couple of digits disappeared behind her then her strap was loose, falling away to let her breasts free, John caught her in his lips and his tongue now swirled. Louise squirmed under him. He was so intent on nibbling on her, so hell bent on perfecting the touch to her breast her body ached with want, and quickly, she needed his touch even lower. Her own fingers now pressed and palmed against his pants where the fabric was ever so tight. There was no turning back now.

Clawing fingers pulled at his belt, buttons and zipper pressed and tugged with swift abandon and John was free to act on a whim and he did. Forgetting the time, the place, proper etiquette...

She moaned into his neck and he growled deep. Sweet words groaned by her ear then he was heavy breathing. They were meeting again, intimately...for the first time in a long time. With release to come she bit his shoulder, making him curse, kiss and crane his body to make her join him in orgasmic union. The climax took over and Louise opened her eyes as did he and they watched each other's emotions explode like fireworks.

"I need to go sober" John tied her bikini top tight, then relented the string from how he wanted it to be- tight and holding the bunnies in, to a tight bow that she could stand without the sting of string biting into her soft flesh. "It would have to help, don't you think?"

Louise brushed her hair, re-tying the pigtails that had all but been demolished in their hot union.

Strawberry lip balm applied, then kissed away, then reapplied again.

A spriz of vanilla coconut delight and she let John have her full attention.

He dug through her bag for the 'I luv The Beatles' shirt. "I'm not wearing it yet, Winnie"

"Awww come on, we're back on track aren't we?!"

"A little longer baby, just til I see you leering again when someone else ogles me" Lou smiled like the devil and grabbed the shirt "Does wonders for the libido you know" Folded neatly, the t-shirt was placed back where he found it.

"But we're ok, right?" John dallied with Lou's hairbrush getting his Beatle do just so. "I mean that was awesome, wasn't it luv?"

"We're ok, not great, not perfect. Just give me today and we can decide together where we go from here" Louise ducked into the loo, washed her hands and joined John outside, just as Paul, Richy and George arrived. "Hey guys, there's my munchkin. Hello baby"

"Hello to you too" Richard sabotaged Louie's progress to see her daughter and scooped her into a hug come kiss on the cheek "Did you miss me much?"

Paul wrinkled his nose ..... John was preening over by the railing.

Lou's hasty flushed exit of the bathroom, Johns big arse grin.. all added to one thing that Paul wasn't keen to hear about- sex at the zoo; But he opened his gob anyway. "You two didn't?!"

"Didn't what?" Lou blurted to McQuiry as she was thrown about by Richy "Richard are you quite finished making me bounce about.. Hmmm?"

"Owww come on" Rich grumbled "a little rock n roll dancing in a gorilla pen never hurt no one luv" Reluctantly Rich let Louise free, perhaps she would return like the saying goes. You know the one 'If You Love Someone, Set Them Free. If They Come Back They're Yours' Not that he loved her but he wouldn't mind another go round the gorilla pit with a bikini clad Lou. I'm a normal male human being person, you know.

"My tits were nearly pounding you in the eyeball mister Starr!"

"Blind by tit-tillation. Could work"

"Take your baby, Louise. I'm done standing here listening to this tripe, and for goodness sake put some clothes on" George pushed the stroller closer and Louise went to bend and scoop Evie up and out "You'll burn and be harping at us all night. I know you -harp, harp, harppettie harp"

"Stop!" John stepped between Louise and the babe and once more Lou was thwarted from getting an innocent hug. Louise growled a little. "You bend over one more time Louise, Paul will need to change his trousers"

"Not my problem if he's pre-ejaculative" Louise moved around John and squatted down.

If you can't bend – squat.

Paul leant heavily against the railing, his head hurt.

He did indeed have a rather unfortunate tightening in the lower extremities and Louise's bouncing about was the cause "Can you put a shirt on, can we please leave this area it smells and for god's sake Lennon stop looking like the cat that had the cream"

"Ohhh yea man.. cream" John growled out then pushed Paul to stagger out the way. "Put the shirt on Lou you're causing all sorts of hassles"

"So, I'm a hassle now. I'm not the one with a problem it's you horny teenagers that need to think straight" Lou pressed her lips on Evie's cheek and handed her a sippy cup of water. They then started moving off to see more of the park.

Louie stopped in the path. 

George, Richie and Paul wandering off towards the next exhibit, John leaned on the wall beside her and lit a smoke "Don't smoke so close to Evie, John"

"Sorry luv" John moved few feet more from the girls "Better?"

Louie nodded then fetched the shirt, she wasn't that fantastic, wasn't model worthy, not overly big in the upstairs department, a little heavy in the bum. Was she really doing anything wrong? "I'll put this on"

"Thanks luv"

"Don't thank me. We can't go on like this" Louise cast her eyes in the direction of the others "I was trying to make a point, then just caved, again! I will not be humiliated in front of my friends however small a group it is. Those lads, they see everything and must think I'm so soft for letting you walk all over me again and again, especially George"

"I'll work it out"

Louie frowned at John, still perplexed to the turmoil her swimmers had caused. "I'm not beautiful, why is everyone so bothered anyway, it's just me, why so bothered by me wearing these whilst not at the beach. I don't understand"

"Louise... you are lovely and those boys know it. Beauty's in all different packages sometimes bundled with wit and fun. Sometimes devoid of brains. Generally, guys like pretty packages like yours -beauty with wit and fun"

John stamped his cigarette butt out in an ashtray set into the wall along the path and walked up to Lou, the t-shirt now secured in place "Even you in this shirt,  I feel like kissing you senseless" John swooped in for a peak on her strawberry lips then picked her chin up making her look at his face "Mmmmhmm.... My Louise is wearing an 'I Luv the Beatles' shirt and it's even sexier than the bikini..."

Lou hugged him, always in the end ..... when he had got through the idiotic grumbly stage, he came up with the nicest words, always making her feel wonderful again. She still felt he had a massive issue to fix but when they were like this it felt like everything was surmountable, survivable.

"I'm bikini-ing at the beach though... and the pool later"

"Sure baby, maybe we can get the shorts off too, really make the world turn on" John took her hand and they hurried to catch up with the others.