Switch slipped her arms around Rave's waist and met her kiss eagerly. "It suits you!" she said, grinning as she looked her lover up and down. The jeans and bustier gave her a rough and edgy look, while the armour jacket made her look like she wasn't an idiot who thought she was invincible. "I really like the boots."<br/><br/>She herself was wearing her Urban Explorer jumpsuit, along with her motorcycle boots. Her jumpsuit's electrochromic display was set to a combination of garish green and neon pink, arranged in stripes and arrows that drew the eye to her huge bosom and towards her crotch. The words "Open for business" flashed on her thighs in bright red text. She wore her Savalette Guardian heavy pistol openly on a holster at her left hip, and the Matrix told her that her Streetline Special was concealed beneath her left breast.<br/><br/>"I reckon we're ready to head out. Let the girls know we may be some time, and let's go."<br/><br/><hr/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9c/Skullfucker.jpg)<br/></div>It was a short trip from the Kiss of Death to the Redmond Barrens, and it was easy to see the change of neighbourhood quality as they rode. The area around the brothel itself was sleazy but moderately safe, and poor but not destitute. By the time they reached the Barrens, it was clear that the only people around them with any resources or power were the ones who took it by force.<br/><br/>"Skullfucker is a great guy," said Switch over their comm channel, as they zipped through the night on their bikes, with Temzee trailing behind them overhead, and Rave's new pigeon drone fluttering along inconspicuously. "He looks out for his gang and the people he protects. I was lucky to have made friends with him when I was young. Heh, looks like they've seen us coming." Indeed, a flaming Jack O'Lantern ARO was flashing in front of them, along with a bright orange line along the road, indicating where they should go. "Let me do the talking and we'll get all this sorted out in no time."<br/><br/>A few minutes later, their path opened up into what used to be a large outdoor shopping mall. A few of the storefronts were still used for sales purposes, but most had been converted to rough living areas. All of the ordinary residents had shut themselves in their homes, because the Halloweeners were out in force. A full dozen of them were lounging about the street, revving their bikes or playing with guns and open flames.<br/><br/>The obvious leader of this subgroup of the Halloweeners was a massive troll, almost nine feet tall, dressed in orange and black combat armour and sporting a huge rifle across his back. His arms and legs were swollen with obviously vat-grown muscles augmenting his already fearsome physique, and his horns were tipped with razor-sharp metal.<br/><br/>Switch parked her bike and ran to the troll, opening her arms to embrace him. "Skullfucker! Long time no see! How are you -"<br/><br/>The troll wound his massive hand into Switch's hair and forced her to her knees. He grinned as his pants fell down around his ankles, revealing what had to be a sixteen inch erection between his legs like tree trunks. He pressed Switch's head onto his cock and gave a satisfied grunt as she went to work, her hands working on his shaft and balls while the other gangers watched in awe.<br/><br/>"Good to see you too, Switch," he rumbled. "This is your girlfriend then, huh?" he said, pointing one thick finger in Rave's direction. "You here for a ride too, or has your Boss got business for us?"