Jenna was startled back into reality when she heard the door fly open and bang hard against the back wall. She turned around quickly and saw not one but BOTH biker-chicks walk in.
"What are you looking at, bitch?" said the first to enter, in a gruff manly sounding voice.
"N-nothing," stammered a frightened Jenna.
"Are calling you me NOTHING?" asked the first, larger chick. Speaking to her shorter, rounder friend the tall biker chick said, "This bitch just called me NOTHING."
Jenna wanted to bolt for the door but it was being blocked by the shorter one. She was trembling with fear as the two ambled closer. Jenna's heart was pounding faster and harder as she backed up. She jumped when her back contacted the cold cinder block wall opposite the stalls. She tried to cover herself from the leering eyes of the two mean looking women.