Roseanne's POV
I knew Jennie was going to balk when I pulled up on Joohwang. She needed to take a deep breath, though. Riding my '88 Harley Davidson softail made me feel free, and Jennie needed to feel some of that freedom. I smiled when I saw the look on her face.
"You ready?" I grinned. She had an appointment at eight. The tattoo she wanted would take a little less than an hour and a half.
"Uh huh. I'll drive," she offered.
With a beer in her hand.
"No you won't," I said. "You'll hop on and enjoy the wind in your face."
"You mean in the final minutes of my short life?" Dramatic much?
"I've had my bike for over a decade, Jennie. Never had an accident. Ella has been riding on it with me since she could walk. Are you going to let an eight-year-old show more guts than you?" I challenged.
"Well shouldn't I work my way up to it? Like first a dirt bike and then a Vespa and then a crotch rocket and then a Harley?" Jennie suggested nervously and humorously.
I laughed and said, "No, my Harley is way safer with me driving than any of those other little bikes. I love that bike more than I love Hank. You're going to be just fine."
"I think you love a good fart more than Hank," Jennie accused as Lisa came into the room.
"Who's Hank? You hooking up with a stripper?"
"No, Hank is Ella's new puppy. She wouldn't let me name him something cooler like Killer or something. Now Jennie is trying to puss out and not hop on the back of Joohwang." She had a name, I fucking loved that bike.
"Well it's good El got a male dog since she already has a bitch," Lisa smirked.
"Wait until you have kids, bro." I made no excuses for being whipped by my daughter.
"Yeah, yeah," she was in serious denial. "Back to Joohwang. Jen, she's perfectly safe, I assure you. Roseanne won't let anything happen to you. Trust me, one ride near the coast at this time of day and you'll never want to drive that SUV of yours ever again."
"Jennie, she's right," Jisoo added. "You don't know freedom until you feel the wind in your hair while you're staring at the ocean."
Jennie still looked nervous - and hot in the half shirt she was wearing - but she nodded. "Fine, fine I'll try it. Do I need to put on different pants or shoes?"
"Only if you want to. There are pegs for your feet so they won't get ruined," I told her.
"Okay." Jennie chugged the rest of her beer. "Let's go before I change my mind."
I smiled at her as I reached out to tug her arm to follow me. When we got outside she still looked so nervous, but she sucked it up like a big girl. I picked up the helmet and plopped it on her head. It was a full helmet that covered her ears, whereas I had a brain bucket style. I kept my eyes on hers while I buckled the strap under her chin. Her skin was soft and her eyes looked so much prettier in the sunlight. I still needed to get laid. I would make that a priority after I had El for the rest of the week.
"You're going to love it," I told her quietly, settling my hands on her shoulders.
"We'll see about that."
I winked before I got on the bike and put my own helmet on. "Hop on," I said as I fired her up, making Jennie jump.
She was a bit clumsy getting on, but she did it. Jennie even got her feet on the pegs and wrapped her arms around me without prompting. Her tits felt amazing pressed against my back. I held her hands against my stomach for a moment before I put Joohwang into gear and started to take off.
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