Taz beamed at Belle and came in where she hugged her fiercely. "Oh it smells amazing!" she said in answer to Belle and then laughed, "me a lot less so."  Taz headed to the bathroom and undressed, then yelled out of the door, "I'm stealing one of your razors!". She had a good shower and shampoo and shaved herself, nicking herself here and there in the rush and lack of practice. She looked at her pubic hair, but decided that with her lack of experience bringing a sharp object near her lady bits was probably a dumb thing to do. She did shave a bit over the top though, just to shorten it some, watching the dark hair swirl down the drain. Her tummy was rumbling and she decided to clean the bathroom and her dirty clothes after lunch. Right now she was south of famished.<br/><br/>As they ate the delicious lunch, Taz on her second helping, she said to Belle, "I have a surprise for you. But we need to drive there. It's only about a twenty minute drive from here, but it's really, really cool..... pleeeeeeeease!"<br/><br/>Taz had gone to a few motorcycle shops in the area and finally found one that had a big wall outside with nothing on it. She asked if she could tag it and shown him her sketch. The owner was so impressed he had even paid for some of the paint cans to add to her stash of stolen ones.  The tag was eight feet high and ten feet long and featured two women holding bike helmets next to a bike. They were kissing. The background was a section of road curving around a bend in a forested area. Taz had told the owner she'd paint his name once she had shown Belle. The tag had taken her three days, and the colors were bold and vibrant, the curves of their hips and breasts sensuous and mirroring the curve of the road. One woman had short spiky hair, the other one long and loose. She couldn't wait to show Belle. This is what she did, who she was.