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referring to the fact that she was without makeup.
    Now looking at herself, Nicole hoped he would like the way she looked tonight. She’d been wearing makeup since she was fifteen, like all the girls in town. It was too much to ask of her to leave the house without at least putting on some of her face. So she’d opted for eyeliner, although in a subtle brown shade instead of her usual black, mascara and a touch of blush.
    Nicole adjusted her large breasts in the skimpy red bandana print halter top before pulling on her red cowboy boots. She knew her short jean skirt wasn’t really appropriate attire for the back of a motorcycle but the thought of her bare pussy rubbing against Tag’s back on the drive home already had her wet.
    Stepping out into the living room, Nicole spotted Darlene in the kitchen getting a beer out of the fridge. “Hey, girlfriend, I’m ready,” Nicole said as she gathered her purse.
    Darlene opened the Old Milwaukee and looked at Nicole. “I thought you said you were ready?” Darlene lifted a turquoise shadowed eye.
    Biting her lip, Nicole looked down at herself. “I am.”
    Walking up to her, Darlene looked closely at her face. “You forgot the rest of your face.”
    Smiling, Nicole touched her eyes, nose and mouth. “Nope. I have all the necessary parts.”
    “Smart ass. You know what I mean. What’s with the wholesome look tonight?” Darlene took a gulp of the beer.
    Shrugging her shoulders, Nicole walked toward the door. “Tag told me I was beautiful this morning. And I wasn’t wearing a stitch of makeup. I just thought I’d give it a try.”
    “So you’re changing for this bartender already? Oh Nicole. So not a good idea. You don’t know anything about the man. He could just be using you and then he’ll leave town and take your heart with him.”
    Shooing Tink out the door in front of them, Nicole locked her house. “I do trust him. Don’t ask me why but I do. And you’ve got a lot of room to talk. Seems to me someone dating a man like Mule wouldn’t pass judgment.”
    “Mule’s a good man. You just remember what he was like in high school and won’t give him a break.”
    “The man’s nickname is Mule. Shouldn’t that tell you something?” Nicole got into Darlene’s Chevy Chevette that she’d had since high school.
    “You know he got that nickname because he has a big cock.” Darlene started the car after putting her beer between her legs.
    “You and I both know he didn’t get that name because he has a big cock.” Nicole rolled her eyes at her friend.
    “Okay. Maybe originally it was because of one stupid dare on one drunken night in high school but he does have a huge cock.” Darlene smiled and winked at Nicole. “I just don’t want to see you hurt like last time.”
    “Please don’t bring Lonnie into this. Just give Tag a chance will ya? I really like this guy. He’s different then the other men I’ve been with. He looks at me like I’m the best thing goin’.” Nicole shrugged and looked out the window. “It’s nice.”
    Darlene pulled into the Tumbleweed parking lot and turned off the engine although it still coughed and sputtered for another couple of seconds. “All right. I’ll give your new man a chance. But if he hurts you, I’m siccing Mule on him.”
    Getting out of the car, Nicole pulled her short skirt back down. “Deal,” she said as she walked arm in arm with her best friend toward the door. “I’ll probably spend some of my evening at the bar keeping Tag company but I’d love to play a game of pool or two.”
    Bumping their hips together, Darlene opened the door. “I can handle that.”

    Tag spotted Nicole as soon as she walked through the door. The place was rowdy tonight and he reminded himself to keep an eye on his new lady. As she approached the bar, Tag took in the way she looked and decided he might just have his hands full with this one. He watched as her large firm breasts bounced a little as she strolled toward him.