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thewolfinsideHe'd taken the bike out, something he hadn't done in a while. Tearing through the desert, pinpointing from one world to another when he reached the end.
He wasn't sure how far he'd gone, or really how long he'd been gone, just enjoyed the power and scenery as he went.
He finally pulls into the garage, both him and the bike covered in a thick layer of dust and grime. Grabbing a rag, he starts wiping down his bike.
He wasn't sure how far he'd gone, or really how long he'd been gone, just enjoyed the power and scenery as he went.
He finally pulls into the garage, both him and the bike covered in a thick layer of dust and grime. Grabbing a rag, he starts wiping down his bike.
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Date: 13 Feb 2006 09:29 (UTC)"So fucking sexy, pup.'
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Date: 13 Feb 2006 09:37 (UTC)"Yours."
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Date: 13 Feb 2006 16:35 (UTC)"No ripping anything,' he whispered, but his tones brooked no arguement. "I hear it rip and we stop.
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Date: 13 Feb 2006 17:48 (UTC)Nodding, he tries to relax, waiting patiently.