Examining the muscle ride of Abbie's brother.

Abbie goes inside the tattoo shop while you continue to take a look at her brother's muscle car. Mentally at first, you list the parts and pieces that need the most attention. You take a look at the back side, finding a few decals that are missing. You also find that the exhaust system could use a touch-up, at least, or a new set of exhaust pipes, if need be.

"Hey, bro, what's up?" You hear the voice of Abbie's brother, Brent, as he comes out. As you stand up, you see the heavily tattooed man. Compared to Abbie, he looks to be your height, with light brown hair, a short goatee, and quite a muscular man. The two of you shake hands, as he opens the driver's side door, and open the hood, so that you can have a good look at the engine. With keen eyes, you assess which engine parts need some work, doing your best to explain it to him. Abbie listens in, watching the two of you continue to talk. Later on, you give him your business card, letting him know of your specialty in custom painting and artwork, although you have adept knowledge of understanding engines. It may be quite pricey for a man like him, but he & Abbie have saved up plenty of money to cover at least half of the cost upfront. Combined with their strong network of friends and family, and you're positive that they could pay for the work in full, in minimal time.

With that done, you ride with Abbie back to your apartment home, talking about various things, from her brother, to how he got the car, to any extra work she plans to do to help pay for the customs work. When you return to your apartment, she accompanies you, and she hops back onto the counter, when you head inside.

"So tell me, Eric," Abbie asks you, as she crosses her legs at the knees, "when are you going to return to 'The Silken Web'? Mia misses you, and so does Chrissy. We've also added a couple of new dancers, and one of them is a native of India."

"You have someone from India, Abbie?" You ask her, as you grab a couple of glasses, and fill them with chilled water from a water cooler, which is next to the fridge.

"Yes." Abbie smiles, as she takes one of the glasses of water, and takes a sip. "She's a flexible dancer, like me. The other dancer is a college student from Canada, who's working on earning some spending cash while she studies abroad."

"Hhmm, interesting." You tell Abbie.

"Yes, it is." Abbie hops off the counter, and she walks over to you. As she does that, she pulls the shirt up and over her head, letting you see her black satin bra underneath the mesh top. "But in the meantime, I can pleasure you, (whsiper) because I want you all to myself today and tonight."

She stops right in front of you, and she leans up, kissing your lips gently. As the two of you start to exchange kisses, she wraps her arms around you, and presses her petite body against you.