Sons Of Mayhem 1: Oil And Leather - Plot & Excerpts
His leather jacket hung to his waist just above jeans which clung tightly to his well rounded ass. He pulled off his gloves and then dug some keys out of his pocket. A moment later the warehouse door groaned as Jase rolled it open with a yank of his strong arms. I ran a hand absent mindedly over my thigh. It was covered in goose bumps. The idling engine that had seemed so noisy earlier now seemed like the quiet purring of a cat after the roars of our high speed chase. Its confident rumble was comforting. The smell of the trees mingled with the fumes from the motorcycle. I closed my eyes as I inhaled, feeling my heart rate begin to slow. I almost began to relax, until my mind began to process what had just happened. What in the hell have I gotten myself into? It was a day of firsts it seemed. First motorcycle ride, first car chase, first time being shot at. What other firsts would happen that day? The world of our college with its pretty but petty sorority girls and immature frat jocks seemed so far away now.
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