Biker Lust The Beginning
Introduction: A fantasy that lives in my head about someone who knows who they are. It was a warm fall day. I was riding aimlessly around in the country on my Sportster. All summer long Id ridden around on these same roads and I was feeling quite bored. I had been riding along, lost in thought when I came upon the little wooded glen with the roadside cemetary. This was as good a time as any to stop and have a sip of water. Pulling over on the side of the road I parked my bike and stretched...