The Boneless Tavern
Christin looked at the name written in bold letters on a wooden board. It wouldn't be strange if not for the four sentences carved under it.
-No Perception
-No Bargaining
-No woman with Big Tits
Christin stared at the last condition and then looked down at her chest. They were perky and of the size of two ripe oranges. Her jacket let out a trace of her smooth cleavage, which shimmered with a few drops of sweat. She tucked a few strands of purple hair behind her ear and a pinkish blush came upon her cheeks.
'They… They seem alright, I guess!'
Even this little thing made her rethink her decision to go in and seek her captain. But then her eyes chanced upon the little writing at the very bottom of the wooden board.
-No conditions apply to a woman with Big Ass
A slight smile surfaced on her lips, and she pulled the tavern's door.
Creakkkk!