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“Ready,” he says to me casually, and I can hardly walk to the front door of the apart so hard

Oh yeah, what a difference fro

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Harlan

Leaving her bags out in the van for a uys are just gonna drool their asses off once they see what a catch I’uys jealous, I grin to myself

I give her a little tour, showing her the vintage 1962 Harley Davidson we have on display, and … well, she doesn’t seeive a onna care about

I introduce her to a couple of the guys, and they clasp her han

d in their giant paws “Real good toher up and down real quick

With a quick, throat clearing from behind Becca, I warn him off I wanted him to mentally drool over her, not physically She’s a lady, not a fucking hanger-on

After a fewher back to my room I am actually just on loan until this whole onna be off to Long Island again Crankshaft says I’ll be starting upat the bit; I’ve been waiting for a while, but shit keeps happening

In the meanwhile, I bunk here at the clubhouse And maybe with Becca…? I watch her closely as she takes in my black silk sheets and my framed Harley Davidson jacket on the wall She just moved out of her boyfriend’s place, but she didn’t say she was actuallyin with me

“So this is where we’re gonna be sleeping, huh?” she says, sitting on the edge of the bed and bouncing a bit I watch her tits bounce in time with her movements

“Uh, yeah,” I say, onna fuckher naked and ad those tits with uys then I’ll be right back”

I grab her arm as she passes me

“What?” I growl I could not have heard her right