"Hey guys." I smile sitting down at the table with my other triplet sisters.
"How are you?" Molly asked.
"Why are you in such a good mood? Finally got some dick?" Holly asked with a smirk.
"You know I haven't had sex since high school."
"Which would explain the big cheshire grin on your face. You finally figure out what you were missing." She wags her eyebrows.
"Whatever, I'm just in a good mood."
The waitress come over and takes our drink order.
"So what made you guys pick a biker bar to have drinks at?" I asked.
"Something different and to see who's up for destroying my walls tonight." Holly and Molly bursts out laughing which just made me shake my head.
"Do you ever think about anything else besides getting laid?"
"No, not really. If you weren't such a prude, you would understand." She shrugs.
"I'm a prude because I don't want to fuck random guys?"
"No you're a prude because you're so judgmental about people who like to have sex with different people on a regular basis"
"I don't care what people do with their own bodies, what I don't like is when people have the constant need to talk about sex 24/7 like other conversational topics don't exist."
"So according to you all I talk about is sex?" She glares at me.
"Yes, you talk about it so much, I feel like I know what the inside of your vagina looks like."
"Guys, calm down. I just want to spend a nice and relaxing afternoon with my sisters without it getting heated. Can we do that please?" Molly asks.
"Yeah, I'm sorry." I apologize.
"Yeah, me to."
"So how have you guys been?" I asked as soon as our drinks were in front of us.
"Tough, you see I have this guy who came to me and he's being accused of sexual assault and wants me to be his lawyer." Molly sighs.
"Do you think he did it?" Holly asks.
"Yeah, a hundred percent but I've always defended the good people who felt in my gut were innocent but I don't know."
"Sweetie, I hate to say it but you're a lawyer and sometimes you might have defend the scumbags." Holly says.
"Molly, do what you feel is right, a good thing about owning your own firm, is that you get to make up the rules and decide who you want to defend." I give my two cents.
"How did this serious so fast?" Holly says making us laugh.
We just spend some time talking about a bunch of different shit like would you rather scenarios, if a movie was made about our lives, who would we cast to play us, you know typical conversation topics.
The door opens and it's like time stops.
A group of bikers walks in and one in particular stood out to me.
He's a fucking giant covered head to toe in tattoos and piercings. He had his hair slicked down with a gray tee and leather jacket on. He has a strong jawline but not too strong, it's literally perfect. He's wearing black shades so I can't see his eyes but I start feel intimidated by him so I looked back to my sisters who were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't witness me foaming at the mouth over this stranger.
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Biker Kind of Love (Extreme Revisions)Romance
Polly Tempton is a twenty-three year old designer of basically anything, she's also a twenty-three year old virgin. But that comes to an end when she meets Roman, vice president of the motorcycle club hell hounds. Her and Roman basically become a th...