"Let's hit the bar, maybe I can get some loser to pay for me," Tailsko grinned, putting on her helmet and getting n her bike. She gave it a couple of good revs before she sped off on the street. She was swerving around cars and pedestrians without a care for anyone. Not like she cared if they got hurt or anything, what were they going to do?
After a bit she stopped right in front of a bar, it was nice and simple, a brick building with no windows, and some other motorcycles parked beside it. "Perfect".
Tailsko parked her bike and put down the kickstand, taking off her helmet and leaving it with the bike. Walking into the bar with a sway to her hips and a cocky smirk. Inside was even better, a pool table where some bikers were playing a game, some drunks at the bar, and some potential targets at a booth, some suits that were staring right at her when she came in, not that she could blame them.
Right now though, her mind was already set, pushing a drunk guy off a stool and sitting down, her plush ass slightly going over the seat. "Hey, you serve anything good here?"
The bartender turned to see the newcomer, putting away a glass and walking right up to her, "depends on what you want."
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