Biker bar

Walking into the dimly lit bar you sit on a stool before ordering a whiskey, waiting for your drink you take a look around and see alot of guys wearing hells angels jackets aswell as a few women wearing very little and clinging to the guys, there are a few normal looking people dotted around the place but they stick out. Looking at yourself you see that your wearing a thin black shirt that leaves a gap for your stomach and lower back, moving down your wearing a red plaid skirt that stops about an inch and a half above your knees, black knee high socks inside your black heels completes the look as you sit in the bar commando. As you neck your whiskey and order another an overweight guy begins groping your ass before leaning over and making out with you. One hand stops kneading your ass and moves to your waist line as he moves his hand down under your skirt and plunges one finger into you causing you to groan in his mouth, he recoils from the kiss allowing you to smell the **** on his breath. Whispering in your ear he says 'so how easy is that access?'