Hot summer night under a bridge in brooklyn

slappers that ride around, gettin turned on for just cycling fixed, that give it up to some dirty punk, that touches her love garden (apperently a public one) with real greasy finger, that probably doesnt give a damn about 'coz she's already got a full collection of std's...that's why she carries condoms in her toolbag....in case she gets lucky.

Stef, you are so forward thinking about the female sexual revolution!
Would it be better if she only had sex with men in suits that make six figures, and buy her fancy cocktails? or how about if she waited till marriage? How dare she get off doing something naughty....oh wait, it's fiction especially because finding a man who is bold and graceful these days is, well, pretty much fiction as well.