The 25 year old Harley just moved to Texas trying to leave everything behind. Having only lived a life full of pain, heart break and disappointment she promises herself to only focus on herself and finally make a living of her own. Her biggest passi...
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Harley POV
After a good and satisfying round of love making we got ready to go to work.
Richard drove us over. My car had only been a rental and had been returned yesterday. We arrived at the garage and the first thing Richard did was set up a contract for me. Afterwards he cleared an office space for me and logged me up on the computer. Christie almost fell over laughing claiming he never took the time to set any one up.
After everything was settled he introduced me to Daphne who greeted me with a big hug and a kiss to my cheek.
I brought my camera with me so I instantly started taking pictures. I also took a video for my channel filming my new work place. I would edit this later at home.
Next I locked into all the sites that represented Gas Monkey Garage on the social media side. I was a little shocked to see they only had a little over 100k subscribers to their YouTube channel. We would definitely have to work on that.
I started by working up contacts and opening a 'get paid account' with fitting advertises. I looked over their videos and took notes on what I would need to set up. This was a whole lot of work coming at me.
I would have to start slower.
I walked around the garage and found an old pin board that I 'stole' and set up at my office. I printed a blog planner and set up an organizer. Next I printed pics and medias to actually pin to the pin board.
When I looked at my clock it was already 1pm. Where had all the time gone. And everyone else? I seemed to be alone. When I knocked on Richards office no one answered. But I found a note on Christies desk saying they went for a break. They couldn't find me and I was free to come along. I decided against it.
I grabbed my camera and took lots of pictures. Once I was finished I got back to the computer and worked magic on those pictures.
I uploaded them and created a blog for the garage.
And everything seemed to go well. By the time I was finished uploading the first pictures I decided to film a "Room Tour" of the garage and got started. They were all still out so I was free to go. I would add a voiced over later. I only commented on certain rooms I knew.
In Richards office I took my time. I knew people would love this. But suddenly I came across a picture. It was one of me. I had posted this on my last day In Los Angeles. I went down to the beach and had stripped off everything except for my panties. The sun had been going down and I thought I was alone. But a woman took that picture and later on send it to me. She had told me that she would be leaving soon, moving in with her husband. And she feared for her freedom. I was butt naked on this picture. And it stood in his office. Any camera recordings him would record that as well. You could only see my back but none the less I wondered why he had in here.
Freedom. I came here to get it. That women had moved and feared for its loss. How strange things work sometime. I touched the tattoo on the my left ribcage. I had that done when I turned 18. I was free as a feather back then. I was standing on my own two feet and nothing could stop me. And only a few years later everything had changed.
