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The women who walked around the Strip had a certain style that was unusual for the cruel desert of the Mojave. To survive New Vegas, you needed to have a certain level of cunning and charm more than anything else, so most women would prefer dresses instead of battle gear, a touch of makeup and even jewelry if they happen to find anything shiny laying around. If knew how to play with your cards, you could go far in this city.
It’s been seven years since Benny became the head of the Chairmen and he still couldn’t get used to this. Don’t get him wrong, he definitely could appreciate this kind of beauty from time to time, but being born and raised in the tribe made Benny have a different taste.
Growing up he was surrounded by women who had strong muscles, steady hands and all sort of scars along their skins. The Boot-Riders’ women were warriors and could hold a fight as well as any of the men.And God, you were exactly his type.
