You don't really have the time.

“How about I just give you $1000 for the coat, as much as I would love to fuck you right now, I just don’t have the time. I have places to be and sadly I have wasted enough time already.”

“Your loss.” She slips the coat back on and heads for the door. “I will take the extra $1000, but it won’t buy you this coat, I have an old one in the car I will leave on your bike. That is the best I can do. Oh and I do suggest you stop and smell the roses once and a while. You don’t know what you are missing.” She slaps her ass as she walks out and for a second you can’t help but wonder why exactly you didn’t fuck her.

You quickly decide you had better start at the tattoo parlor to pay off your debt and clear up anything that might get this Fox person in trouble, or piss her off. You gather up the sword and pistol and lock up. When you get to the bike you see she did as promised and left you a nice looking camo colored armored jacket that hangs to mid ass. You see it has a long thin pocket for the sword and decide to use it. As you slip onto the bike you also notice it has a vaguely musky but sweet odor letting you know it was obviously used. You race into the night and soon pull up to the tattoo parlor. As you walk in you see the same man with another client, a rather large muscular man you would guess is a gang member due to the heavy chest tattooing. He is apparently just finishing up adding some detail to the man’s arm as he is rubbing the area with a towel and giving the man a tube of something while giving him instructions you can’t quite hear. “Got time for little old me?” You ask in your new sexy voice.

You see the lust in their eyes as the pair look you over. The tattoo artist is the first to speak, “Heh, I figured you wouldn’t show. I did a little look up on you and guess what I found.”

“That I am not the Fox. I had people after me and figured if you couldn’t tell them anything you wouldn’t get killed.” You pull out the $300 and walk up to him.

He grabs a long thin space age looking gun like device with a little needle barely protruding and smiles, “Hey I just got this new toy and would love to work on someone as hot as you if you want to get any piercings. I need the practice with it so I could go say half price, $20 each if you want me to pierce anything? What do ya say?”

The guy looks you over and smiles, “Heh, if she wants something pierced I got something that will make her feel it.” He grabs his package to emphasize the point and smiles. You give him a quick look over and realize he is quite impressive, standing at just over 6’ you would guess easily 200lbs of mostly muscle, and judging by the size of the bulge he was holding seconds ago his cock must be massive.

The shop owner smiles and semi jokingly adds, “Hey if ya all wanna fuck she can pierce anything she wants for free while we take turns tappin that fine ass.” He smiles as if it were a joke but you can tell he is actually quite serious.

“Sounds good to me, you wanna taste.” The other guy says unzipping his black jeans.

‘Not exactly why I am here but hmm.’ You think looking them over.