Felicity

She pulled up right next to him and now he could see that she was even hotter than he’d realized. Just having her nearby was making him horny. Then she called out to him in a clear breathy voice “Do you ride that thing or just lean on it.” Haw haw haw, he chuckled she’d just awoken another desire in him “Now listen here lady, I’m fast!” Her helmet rotated up and down as if she was taking him all in and he got the impression she wasn’t impressed, maybe it was her voice. “Wanna bet?” He smiled rubbing his hand across the stubble on his chin “Shit!” He screamed as he irritated the wound on the back of his hand. He recovered moving the hand behind him and stared her right in her visor “As a matter of fact, I do.” He didn’t exactly have the money to cover a bet right now, but that didn’t really matter because he wasn’t going to lose.

“Do you know the Duchess’ Throne?” she asked. Sure he did it was a rock formation about, oh 10 miles down the road. “I’ll bet my ass against yours I beat you there.” Money would’ve been good, but the prospect of fucking this plucky chick was more than enough. “You’re on!” he yelled before she could change her mind. “One last thing…” she said “My name is Felicity, I want you to know which name to scream!” He wasn’t sure if she was conceited or delusional, either way “STAN! Remember that!” She was already revving her engine and he frowned momentarily, he wasn’t sure if she’d heard that. He started his bike as she pulled a coin from god knows where. She flipped it high into the air and as the metallic ting announced its reunion with the ground the bikes leapt down the road quickly accelerating.

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