Freedom" in bold letters on his forearm

The bartender was a well-built man in his early 30s, with a thick beard and piercing blue eyes. He wore a tight black t-shirt that hugged his muscular chest, revealing the muscles of his arms and shoulders. His jeans were tight on his hips, accentuating the bulge in them. He had a tattoo on his left arm that read "Freedom" in bold letters.The girl was barely legal herself, barely 18 years old with long blonde hair and big blue eyes. She wore a short skirt that showed off her long legs and bare feet, with matching white sneakers on her feet. Her breasts were small but perky, and she had an innocent look about her despite being dressed like a slutty schoolgirl.The bartender approached the girl with a smirk on his face, taking in her curves as he approached her from behind. He leaned down to whisper into her ear, "You're looking pretty good there."She blushed slightly as he spoke to her but kept working diligently at the bar countertop, ignoring him completely. The bartender frowned slightly before moving away from the countertop to stand behind it instead of leaning over it like before.As he continued working at the bar countertop, he couldn't help but notice how beautiful she looked when she wasn't wearing any clothes at all. Her skin was smooth and unblemished except for some faint freckles across her shoulders and back that made him want to touch them more than anything else in the world right then and there.He took out his phone under the countertop where no one could see him typing out a