Bikers,”My father warned me not to come here,” Leslie said to her friend Becky as she walked towards the bar. The place had a terrible reputation and was well known as a hangout for a local biker gang. But it wasn’t like they had any real choice in the matter now though. Becky’s car was
A Holiday with Friends by John_2
A Holiday with FriendsAndy and I had been on a training exercise in North Africa with our regiment, we were ready for a holiday. We had spent the first few days just chilling out during the day and going to bars in the evenings. The girls had wanted to go to a nightclub all week