I put my hands on my hips and look at him.
"Bite me." I say.
"Sure, baby, anything you want. But right now, you need to get on the bike. I paid good money for that pussy and I am not done with it yet. You didn't think you were worth that much for one fuck, did you?" he says.
I feel the wind get knocked out of me. I should walk right past him. I should run back into the diner. However, I remember I am trash now and swing my left leg over the seat. I feel the smooth leather on my thighs as I scoot up behind him.
"Hang on baby. Wouldn't want that pretty face messed up by the concrete." He says and starts off slowly.
I wrap my arms around him and pull my body tight to his. The wind whips my hair and my skirt around as we fly down the street. I lay my head on his back and close my eyes. My mind wanders easily as the sound of the motor drowns out everything except my memories.
