Rosy is a young woman who works at a biker apparel shop called Biker Appeal, which was next door to a Harley-Davidson shop. She loves her job, gives her a rush whether it's the sound of motorcycles running or the scent of freshly shipped new leather jackets that come in the shop by way of the mail. She even set up displays for perfume, cologne, and lip balm....
[These two stories have virtually nothing in common but their category, which is why they make a nice contrast -- the darkened play room, the brightly sunlit grass.] Good For One Thing "Men are only good for one thing," I explained to June. The pretty blonde crinkled her brow. "But I thought you were independently wealthy," she said after a moment of thin...
Part C - Annie throws a party . . . After finishing the pizza—did she really eat the entire thing she wondered—the boys asked how she enjoyed her little adventure. "What? You dress me up as a prostitute, drug me, let a group of men use me, then ask if I ENJOYED it?" Annie demanded. In shock Annie's head snapped backwards as Brian grabbed her hair, pullin...
THE BIKER PARTY On my way home from work, I stopped at the local Burger Barn and picked up a bag of sandwiches for supper. I'd owned my old 1950 Harley Hydra Glide a couple of years by then. Bought it and a nearly new black Mustang fastback in 1965. So I'm guessing this was 1967, making me 28. 1949 or 1950 was the first year for hydraulic forks and 1950...
Jane worked for a company on the floor above mine. I was a marketing rep and she held a similar position at her company but she was involved in the medical field I dealt with pretty boring consumer products. We had met on the elevator a few times before we finally went for lunch together and then on a few dates. We were both single. Well she was widowed an...
Car-Bike Show and Swap Meet Vendors. 'Pasties and G-strings.' Many places have events such as this. A monthly car show consisting of antique cars, street rods, muscle cars, etc. along with a large used parts swap meet. Woopie, held in an old fair grounds... coincidentally at Woopie, Florida, is well known by car guys. This evolved into a bike show and b...
"So, what do you think," said Sally, "do you like it?" It would have been tough not to like my wife's Halloween costume. The black satin contrasted beautifully with her pale complexion and long blonde hair as she paraded in front of me. "A witch," I joked, "how very appropriate! But not any normal witch costume this. The front was scooped down so low as t...
I wrote this story several years ago and I just finished tidying it up. Please note that English is not my native language and I may have missed out on the grammar or syntax here and there. This story is entirely written from the male perspective. The girl is an object here. She has no name, she is barely described and remains largely silent throughout. Her...
Clay, a fellow realtor at London House, the most successful real estate agency in West Los Angeles, had last Tuesday lured Alex to a biker bar in the San Fernando Valley. The evening began well for the coworkers, playing pool and mixing it up with some of Clay's buddies. His imposing physical presence provided her with a feeling of security, his athletic bui...
It started as these things usually start, a text message from my Mistress telling me to expect a package and to prepare myself. You think back on the previous packages and the events that followed. The pencil skirt and business attire and the business meeting that followed – actually, it was not the meeting that you think of, but being bent over the conferen...