knockin on MY door!?

Akashi should have been more worried about how drunk Sarah was but her own drunkedness boosted her inhibitions and she merely laughed as Sarah stumbled. "That's what you get for calling me fat!" She teased as she hopped onto the bike and grabbed Sarah's waist firmly. "let's roll!" She cried out, urging Sarah on to feel the wind in her hair.

Sarah revved the bike as soon as Akashi had taken her seat behind her. She wasn't exactly sober but she wasn't drunk enough that she couldn't handle a ride on her pride and joy. "Alright," Sarah grinned. "Let's go!" In her excitement Sarah accidently drove the bike forward, plowing into the bumper of the car in front of her. Sarah blinked in surprise. "Oh shit!" She immediately pulled back, revved the engine, and then drove off as fast as she could, leaving a large dent in the car they just hit.

When Sarah hit the car, Akashi grunted as she was jostled. She thought Sahar was going to storm back into the place and beat the owner of the car for having their car there.But whentheu sped off, Akashi raised one fist in the air and let out a howl of delight "Fuck yeah woooooooooo! Fucking awesome!" She then grinned, really getting bold. "Hey Sarah-san, pop a wheelie!" she yelled, not knowing or caring if Sarah could or was in an able state of mind to do so.

When Sarah hit the car, Akashi grunted as she was jostled. She thought Sahar was going to storm back into the place and beat the owner of the car for having their car there.But whentheu sped off, Akashi raised one fist in the air and let out a howl of delight "Fuck yeah woooooooooo! Fucking awesome!" She then grinned, really getting bold. "Hey Sarah-san, pop a wheelie!" she yelled, not knowing or caring if Sarah could or was in an able state of mind to do so.

When Sarah hit the car, Akashi grunted as she was jostled. She thought Sahar was going to storm back into the place and beat the owner of the car for having their car there.But whentheu sped off, Akashi raised one fist in the air and let out a howl of delight "Fuck yeah woooooooooo! Fucking awesome!" She then grinned, really getting bold. "Hey Sarah-san, pop a wheelie!" she yelled, not knowing or caring if Sarah could or was in an able state of mind to do so.

Sarah laughed like a banshee streaking down the road, leaving the bar far behind them in no time. Sarah already had to deal with the cops once tonight, she didn't need another charge added to her warrents. She looked back at her passenger, and her grin widened. "Why the hell not?" she laughed. She then reared back on the handle bars, and the front wheel left the road completely, and the two wheelied down the raod at an even faster rate. Normally performing such a trick on a heavy machine like a Harley was difficult. Sarah secretly applied it to Akashi's added weight on the back. "YEEEEHAAAAAWWW!!!"

Akashi howled along with Sarah as they went in the air. It certainly was a thrill compared to the prudish tones she held earlier. She even remained one handed, pumping her fist as she hooted. Though her other hand did have a tight grip on Sarah's waist.

Cars honked thier horns in alarm or in kudos as Sarah's motorcycle screeched down the road on its one wheel. When Sarah couldn't hold back the weight anymore, she let the bike down, the front wheel crashing back to the pavement. "I don't think I could have done that if I wasn't drunk!" Sarah laughed. They continued on to their destination of Sarah's tattoo parlour. "By the way," Sarah suddenly called. "You never mentioned which part of your body you wanted peirced."

Akashi waved to the honking cars as they passed as though they were making the noises to garner attention from the biking ladies. "I don't think I could have done that if I wasn't drunk!" She yelled out. When they finally stopped, Akashi slid off the bike and grinned. "what a rush." She exclaimed. At Sarah's sudden question, Akashi snickered. "Fufufu." She chukled and slid towards the door. She opened it and then looked at Sarah. "My pussy of course!" She chirped like she was getting her ear pierced. "Gotta show the bitches who's boss right? Little extra hardware downstairs'l really put them in place when I'm banging them!" After her bold declaration, she cackled and strolled into the tattoo parlour like she owned the place."

Sarah parked the bike in front of the parlour, turning it off and kicking on the kickstand. The place didn't look too large, sporting all kinds of tattoo designs and peircing jewelry in their front window, and with a sign that read Golden Shoe Tattoo. "No way!" Sarah laughed when Akashi revealed just what she wanted peirced. ""You just might be braver than I am."

Inside looked larger than outside. What looked like a waiting area had a wall that was covered with selections of many differnt and unique tattoo designs. At the front cashier there was a display case of jewelry for peircings, as well as pictures of people who had had the work done themselves. Sitting at the cashier as an average sized man in glasses, sleeveless shirt and jeans. His bare arms were covered in intricate and untique tattoos. When he saw the two customers entered, he smiled at the one he recognized. "Sarah," he chuckled. "Back for some more ink?"

"Not for me, Jack," Sarah replied, and suddenly pulled Akashi in for a one armed hug. "This is Akashi. And this little lady is looking for the lower lip special."