Now it's PIZZA AND PUSSY, maybe--
Later that Daytona Bike Week 1995, we parked across the street from the pizza place again. With luck no one usually parked at the end spot along the narrow road. Maybe the guy wire and telephone pole scared them off. This was back when street parking for non residents was still legal. Now it's all about money and parking lots wanting a small fortune to park.
To do what we've done and raise a family we had to learn to conserve... Be cheap! We soon learned that food and drinks from vendors and in the event bars is very overpriced.
After spending hours in the Main street bars and shops, it was back to the van so Dollie could change. Even though she already had a very revealing outfit on she'd noticed skimpier clothing on other gals. She always had to compete.
Dollie was in an especially wild flashing mood by this time of day. She showed her tits to several bikers in bars and other places where biker babes were doing the same. She laughed as some biker chicks showed me their pussies. It's the way it was back then.
Dollie put on another very low top. But this time a micro-mini-skirt. Panties? Heck no! We walked across the street to the tiny pizza joint. I ordered another small supreme and drinks. I'm thinking they didn't serve liquor. So we probably ordered sodas.
Pizza guy number 'One' recognized us... Dollie's tits, and welcomed her by name. Yelled something to the cook like "hey Geno, Blondie with the nipple rings is back."
The skirt was very short. As I remember, it was up to her ass as she sat in the pizza joint. Yes, noticed by Pizza guy number 'One' and number 'Two', as number 'Two' peered out thru the opening between the kitchen and counter area.
So now it was Dollie's tits and ass they were talkin about. The table was one of those tiny round wrought iron things so we could look right through the spaces at her. But just like a proper lady, her legs were crossed.
Not sure who to blame, maybe the beer earlier. Dollie was soon sitting there, both nipples peeking out, her skirt hiked up, and now her legs spread very un-lady like. At least Dollie's chair was aimed so anyone coming in the front door didn't get a beaver shot or worse! But anyone behind the counter could.