fukn' Tart

So here she was, feeling like a duck outa water in a freezin' ass cold eastern City goddam that fuck'n Harley. What had he gotten her into now?
She was the bouncer in a lesbian bi bar in El Paso and they paid her big bucks to toss out asshole cowboys that came in drunk trying to hit on the femmes. She loved her work and was damned good at it.
She had learned to fight since puberty, starting with fighting off her step father and three older brothers. She had some martial arts training but was basically a street fighter and she knew how to fight dirty. Real dirty.
She was no dummy either, she knew how to work guys for big tips, give 'em fast service, a sassy smile and allow a few gropes with a shake of her hot little ass but still know when to let 'em know she was a cocktail waitress, not a whore.
~OOC~
Description: Look at the fuck’n HP boneheads. *winks*
Limits: No scat, children, (No ya ain’t gonna be my momma or my daddy. PERIOD.) permanent markings and don’t EVEN think about humiliation. GOT IT?
Persuasions: Mostly lesbian, but she will play with men of her choosing. Just know that with women she’s a S/switch, with men she’s DOMME.
Attitude: Plenty. She is NOT a happy camper in this frozen desert of a city and doesn’t have a sweet bone in her darling delicious body. smiles sweetly.
Hard limit: NO R/T! The girl is a player, not interested in relationship building.