Aw crappìt. I forgot to draw Raven’s tattoos again. Oh well, that’s how she’ll stay for today.

Today’s comic idea came to me while I was drawing Raven and O riding on the motorcycle. It had always been my plan to have Raven be the one driving, and as I worked on it I looked up images of Harleys and such for reference (Google images, where would I be without you?). Naturally, the summoning of motorcycle images on the internet also conjured plenty of bikini-clad females straddling these male symbols or motorized phallic power, leaning against them or simply standing to the side.

But I needed an image of people actually riding the bikes, not just women standing beside them right before they jumped into a pool (why else would they be in a bikini?), and my search took me to images of men riding their bikes. They were the typical “biker” type that you normally see, in one of the few clichés I actually believe might be true – you know: beards, sleeveless jackets, worn jeans, boots, sunglasses and bandannas. The images were useful enough, but my attention was drawn to the images of female bikers, dressed pretty much in the same manner although every piece of clothing seems to have been reduced. I guess the male bikers must’ve spent all the fabric, because the women were left with only bras and short-shorts.

Anyway, I found myself looking at images of female bikers and thinking about how sexually appealing I found them to be (of course, those who fit my shallow tastes) and this led me to ponder upon why exactly I felt that way. The rest of the mental discussion made today’s comic, and so it was.

These are the things that keep my brain busy.

Good hunting;
O

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