Apache Coyote bar on soy Cowboy
I was barhopping and stopped there because some Coyote girl brought me in. Normally you can't take them out and they are easily recognized by their uniform.
I would have left the bar after one drink but my attention was caught by several girls I could have done. Unfotunately the one I picked, Joyce, was an expert in the art of camouflaging hanging boobs flattened, or should I say destroyed by a resent pregnancy into perky breasts. I did not find out until it was too late, oh well, that is what doggy is for.
But I will go check the place again, see if the other girls in this bar also have something to hide...