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Banged by the Bikers: Part 1
Banged by the Bikers: Part 1
Banged by the Bikers: Part 1
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Banged by the Bikers: Part 1

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My life was dull, lacking in excitement. All that changed when a group of rough tattooed bikers turned up at the diner where I worked. They were dangerous; a bad influence, and all the hotter for it. I gave them my body, to use as they pleased. They changed my life when they took me, one by one, hard and unprotected.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherWriteHit
Release dateSep 28, 2016
ISBN9781370228089
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    Banged by the Bikers - Part 1

    It was a lousy cafe in a sleazy part of town. The good news was that it paid weekly. Right now, new in town, that was important. Later maybe I’d be able to find a better job, one with decent pay, but when you have no job history and no particular skills, you can’t be fussy. I’d taken the first thing I was offered—something to pay the bills.

    The first day I put on the uniform, a smiley face, and my best attitude. Having a friendly demeanor was supposed to ensure I got decent tips. At least that’s what Al, the owner, said. Of course, he had his own reasons for wanting the help to be friendly. The food was shitty and he needed friendly waitresses if he expected customers to come back and spend more money.

    I’m not sure what I expected, but it quickly became apparent that most of the customers belonged in this neighborhood. They were as down-market as it was. That made sense, of course. Who crossed town to eat at a shitty diner? That they were locals unfortunately destroyed my dreams of decent tips. Even if they had money, they didn’t seem like big tippers, this assortment of street thugs, local store owners, and some bikers who hung out at the motorcycle repair shop right across the street.

    Overall, it was a scruffy slice of humanity who wandered in to drink the overheated coffee or a soft drink, and wolf

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