Dick Fitswell at the Biker Bar
by Jack Corbett
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Afraid to go into a biker bar? Not if you are Dick Fitswell,
the man out for the perfect fit, and I'm the man out for the perfect lay.
I will do anything to nail the right piece down and I don't give a damn
where I have to go to find the object of my quest. I walked into the biker
bar, confident and ready as every man in the place gave me the once over
with his eyes. And then I saw her-----a tall ravishing blonde, with a tight
ass and breasts that jutted out into sharp little points--the kind of breasts
that makes a grown man want to cry. God...did I want her.
Being meek in a biker bar with all those Harley Davidson's and bikers just doesn't get it and being too cocky can get a man killed. I ordered everyone in the place a drink----including the bartender. Especially the bartender. One guy, a gruff long haired freak with a beard who appeared to be the leader immediately asked me right after sipping his beer-----"This stuff tastes funny. I don't know if I want to drink it." ------to be continued in the book which you can buy in paperback, Kindle and for your smart phone from Amazon
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