I hope you have a good house

"Way better than yours is what I can vouch for, " Olivia replies. She asks if John had a vehicle which was answered with horizontal nod of head.

"Actually I was wrong to expect a loser like you to have a life, let alone a vehicle. Grab on my waist and sit pillion on my bike like a bitch", she says with a playful pat on the cheek.

John sat behind her on the bike as she speed out of the parking lot. She hair was all over John's face and her perfume mixed with the sent of sweat was kind of intoxicating for him. He had always wanted to ride pillion off a girl, and to ride behind Olivia was the best he could have asked for. He had an urge to grab her waist and hug her as tightly as he could but resisted that temptation. He did't want to come out as needy.

All of a sudden he started to feel something strange in the stomach and then it hit him, she can applied a sudden break which resulted in a stoppee, the rear end of the bike was almost at a right angle from the ground and there seemed only two options...