Paddles

A biker bar with no bikers? The decor, name, and patrons of a bar in a small Eastern Oregon town puzzle William who just stopped in for a beer. Then the owner introduces him to the secrets of this very special tavern.

"Maybe you should plan on staying here in Kallum for a day or two. I could teach you a few things." She winked and her smile reminded me of a cat watching a mouse. When she carried the pitcher around the end of the bar, her hips swayed provocatively. I had to admit, if she meant her statement as an invitation, I'd find it hard to resist her ample ass and big bazookas. I downed the rest of my beer in one long swallow.

Originally published by Forum magazine.