Biker slut? He called me a biker slut. Kyle didn't even flinch. Well, if it was ok with him, I was going with it. We told the girl I was going to wear the clothes out. She took my old clothes and put them in a bag. I reached in and pulled out my bra and thong. I handed them to Gray.
"I couldn't wear these," I said.
Gray looked at them and handed them to Kyle and said, "Looks like our little biker slut is going commando.
We started walking through other booths. As we did Gray had his arm around me. Well, not quite around me. His hand was in the waistband of my jeans fingering the crack of my ass. Sometimes when we stopped walking he would slide his whole hand down my pants and grab my ass. Kyle was walking behind us. Never said a word about it.
It was a fun night. We bought me a few mor
