I smirk as I look down at my phone. She agreed to this date… Well, she agreed so long as I am willing to help her out with putting her s**t together. Fine by me, baby girl. I don’t mind helping out where I can with s**t like this.
I quickly finish up the meeting at my office and then head straight to her house. She has no idea, but I am riding my bike today. She probably doesn’t realize it is a brand new, custom made Harley Davidson Fat Boy that I had just commissioned from them about two months ago. It’s beautiful with chrome and pearl white instead of solid black. It works wonderfully for driving to my day job, but my old faithful is still my custom Harley Davidson Sportster S for my night job. That baby is solid black with all the bells and whistles for me and my backpack to be comfort
