On that Motorcycle, two other twenty somethings were celebrating.
"A crossbow? A shotgun? Even a shovel?! You're telling me that this was just in some random box?!" a frumpy looking girl with big rimmed glasses said; she was called Clairissa
"I told yah, it was like, super easy." airhead Kaitlin replied with a hair swish.
"A little too easy..." gravelly voiced biker Rhodey said.
"Take it easy, it's not like were being chased or some junk." Kaitlin said.
Rhodey adjusted his mirror and saw a Jeep speed up behind them.
He swerved out of the way as two twenty somethings pulled up next to him.
"GIVE US OUR STUFF, ASSHOLES!" Colin said.
"You had to say it, didn't you?" Clarissa scowled.
"Oh relax, we like got all their guns and junk, right?" Kaitlin said.
Colin crawled into the back and grabbed something out of a black case.
"Oops." Kaitlin said as a heavy click filled the air.
"Don't tell me: they have another gun." Rhodey said.
"Yep." Kaitlin replied.
"Sniper Rifle?" Rhodey asked.
"How'd you guess?" Clarissa asked.
"A hunch." Rhodey replied as he swerved away from a shot that cracked the pavement.
The motorcyclist swerved as shot after shot whizzed past his head.
"Could you aim any worse?!" Amy yelled.
"Shut up! I've never used one of these!" Colin yelled.
"Then take the wheel!" Amy yelled.
The jeep swerved as they switched positions before getting back on course.
"I think we lost them!" Clarissa said.
"Guess again!" Colin yelled as Amy looked down the sights and aimed the shot right at the biker's head.
"OMIGAWD, LOOK OUT!" Kaitlin yelled as Rhodey drove out of the way.
"Hang on!" Colin yelled.
He jerked the wheel to the left, swerving and nearly hitting an overturned truck, before soaring down a flight of concrete stairs.
They stopped right in front of the crashed motorcycle as their thieves got to their feet, scraped and bloodied from their crash.
"You're dead now, motherfuckers!" Colin yelled as he snatched up the shotgun.
"For sure!" Amy yelled.
They three froze up in fear.
"What's the matter? Afraid?" Colin taunted.
"You might wanna turn around." Kaitlin said.
"So you can take our stuff again?!" Colin yelled.
"No really, look behind you!" Clarissa yelled.
"That's the oldest trick in the book! You think I'm gonna-" Colin said as Amy tapped his shoulder.
"Gonna.... g-gonna..... gonna...." Colin shuddered as he looked behind him.
Bimbos, dozens of them, strutting towards them as sensually as possible, their hard nipped tits bobbing with each agonizing step.
"Now what?" Kaitlin said.
Colin had an idea...