A few minutes later, John and I were sitting on the floor puffing. "Wow Lucy, that was amazing!" John puffed. All I could manage was a smirk. We both got up and put our clothes back on. We walked to the door and slowly opened it and had peak to check if anyone was watching. "The coast is clear" I whispered to John. We both walked out unnoticed. John walked over to Cynthia and I walked over to Ringo. "Where have you been?" Ringo asked me. "I just went outside for some fresh air" I lied. He seemed to believe me.

For the next hour or so was miserable. I looked and acted happy but I wasn't. I couldn't stop thinking about what I had did with John. It was wrong what we did. He's a happily married man. I caught myself looking over towards John now and then. He would glance over and smirk. "Lucy, why do you keep looking at John?" Davy asked. I looked back to Davy then looked down at my feet. "I... umm" is all I could manage to say. At that moment Ringo walked up. "Hey beautiful, I think we should get going. It's getting late" Ringo said as he kissed me on the cheek. I nodded in agreement. "Did you want a ride back to the hotel Davy?" Ringo asked Davy. "Yeah might as well" Davy said. We said goodbye to the other Beatles and Beach boys and we walked outside to the awaiting limo. We climbed in and Ringo put his arm around me. The trip home was quiet as Ringo and I were tired. "Hey did you hear what happened in the disabled toilets? Apparently some guy shagged a girl" Davy said. Crap! "Do you know who?" I asked, trying not to sound nervous. "No one saw them go in or come out" Davy said. "Who told you?" Ringo asked. "Cynthia told me. She walked past and herd it but she didn't hear any names" Davy said. "Oh" is all I managed.

We pulled up to the hotel. Davy got out and said goodbye. I was staying at Ringo's for the remainder of the trip. We soon arrived at Ringo's house. We walked in the house and got ready for bed. "I'm curious who was shagging in the toilets" Ringo stated as we jumped into bed. "Yeah" I mumbled nervously. "Are you alright?" he asked me. "Yeah, just a bit tired" I said. "Oh, well goodnight sweetie" he said as he kissed me on the lips. "Night" I said as I kissed him back.

Tuesday 7th July 1964

I didn't get much sleep last night. I couldn't stop thinking what would happen if Ringo found out that John and I shagged. I was so stupid to fall for John's trick. I got up around 8am and had breakfast with Ringo. I was about to sit down when the doorbell rang. "I'll get it" Ringo said. He got up and answered the door. I herd some talking then Ringo walked back in. "It's Brian Wilson. He wants to talk to you in private" Ringo said. "Umm ok"I said nervously. I walked out to see Brian standing by the front door. I walked outside and shut the door behind me. It wasn't until then I noticed Brian's angry expression. "Hey, what did you want to talk about?" I asked nervously. "I know you and John shagged last night" Brian said angrily. "H... How?" was all I could manage. "I saw you and John go in and out of the disabled toilets. Plus Cynthia said she herd a couple shagging in the toilets so I put two and two together" Brian said with anger. I looked down at my feet. "I... I don't know what to do" I said with tears in my eyes. "Well you can start by telling Ringo the truth. That you shagged his mate John Lennon" Brian said. "you do realise John pulled me into the toilets against my will" I snapped. "Yeah but you had a choice to let him shag you. You could've easily push him away or scream for help" Brian snapped back. "Your right Brian. I could've and I should've. But I can't tell Ringo. Not yet anyway. Meanwhile can you please not tell anyone" I begged him. "Ok that's a deal" he said. "Can we shake hands on it?" he asked. I nodded and we shook hands. We said our goodbyes and I walked back inside. I was praying that Ringo wasn't listening.