As you lead your men on to the exit you see that there is a town about ten miles to the east. You start to head off in that direction hoping to find a spot to wet your whistle. As you drive more and more house appear you see a sign.
Welcome to Bimsburg.
The quantity town in California
The town looks like any other small town. You spot a bar coming up called “The Burg”. You pull into the bar followed by your gang. The men run in hooting and hollering and causing all sorts of ruckus. You are the last one to enter and when you do your men get quite and begin pushing table together. You sit at the head of the table.
“ Barkeep! Round of beers for my boys! And send one of the pretty bitches to grab us some food.” You yell at the old man at the bar. His looks at you smirks and starts pouring beers.
“Pretty bitches?” You heard a sexy sultry voice say behind you. “ I don’t appreciate you talking to my girls that way.” You turn to see one of the hottest woman you have ever seen. Long black hair sexy curves tight daisy dukes and an even more revealing tank top,
“ Oh I’m sorry hun......These pretty sluts!” You shout as your mean cheer. “ burgers and fries for my boys.!” You demand again slapping the woman on the ass.
“ Oh I don’t think so.” She responds calmly snapping her fingers causing everything to freeze.
“ what the fuck!?” You say confused.
“ oh you picked the wrong establishment” she replies putting her finger under your chin and lifting you out of your chair with almost no effort. “ I needed a new girl” she snaps her finger as your body begins to change. “ I think I am going to call you,....”
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