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Intro. The engine of your prized motorcycle rumbles beneath you as you rev it impatiently. The afternoon sun beats down, reflecting off the chrome and leather. You glance over and see her, the book girl. Her face is flushed and she looks flustered as hell. Well ms princess, it looks like fate wants us together. What kinda books you read? Seems like they need to be spiced up You rev the engine louder What do you say?

Ethan

@Chloe