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Bria's Room-Personal Narrative

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The loud sound of her motorcycle gave away Bria's approach long before she rounded the corner of the long lonely road. The streets lights, what few there were, did little to light the narrowing two lane road as she barreled her way down in whatever direction the wind seemed to guide her. It seemed almost spiritual, if it weren't simply because she had lost her map and had no idea where she was. Still Bria was never one to waist a good ride, in any sense of the word, especially when it felt so good to have something strong between her thighs.

She smirked as the sun set and the image of the old bar came into view. Bria may have no idea where she was, or where she was going to sleep that night. But she did know where her next beer was coming from, and that was surely a step in the right direction.

She could see other bikes, some similar to hers, and some simply nothing more than a crotch rocket, all sitting in a line before the bar. A …show more content…
"Hey Brice we were just getting to know the lovely lady." the sound of that comment again brought laughter from Breanna. She had never been lovely and she sure as hell wasn't acting like a lady. "It's ok Hun, I've got this. You boys want to play right?" she asked and sat her beer down and reached up to unzip her jacket slowly. "Play, yeah you could say that." Dave smiled as Zeke laughed and patted his back, "Tell you what let’s make this interesting. Three shots VS. Three beers, if you can down three shots in the time I can drink three beers I'll pay both your tabs and let you see the goods. If you lose, you pay my tab, and you both have to get make overs to be pretty...pretty ladies." Bria made the offer and smiled before slipping out of her leather jacket and revealing the top she wore, or more so lack there off. "Three shots...shit easy, done deal." Dave smiled thinking he had just gotten into some easy fun for

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