

The Bikers Bar Maid - 3/5 (by Nikki Vee) With a smirk, Tammy stalks over, comes behind the bar and leans over to inspect your handiwork. Looking up at you she says 'gentle now, back and forth…' She places one hand over yours, still grasping the cloth, her other hand she uses to support herself on the middle of your back. Her fingers trace small circles on your back. She smells like your demise. She embodies hedonism, rejecting all that is ascetic; discipline, structure, regimen. You see why the boss barricades her here: Keeps her for himself: bombards her with privileges, jewellery, perfumes… oh dear God that perfume..