motivations

My best friend can harass me for months and I do nothing, yet the boyfriend makes one comment yesterday and I am provoked to act. Lady Knight has lain sleeping below my bedroom for months. From the first day she came to the future back in February. Until today.

I charged her dead battery and choked life out of her pipes. She coughed and sputtered and yet came alive. I gassed her up, filled her tires and then we kissed the wind. I accelerated stupidly. I leaned through the turns. Left foot remembering the clutch shift like a familiar kiss. Long, sweet, with just enough friction. My rubber on the pavement. Boots, tires. Leather twisting open the throttle.

I'm glad to have her back.

Comments

[gloria]

I'm sure she's glad to have you back too, even if... boy-crazy as you are now! She's a lady, you know, she needs... attentions. You better give it to her or she might just hit the road on her own one of these nights, ha.

[pinky the first]

Wow! I'm in shock! And he doesn't even ride. (for now....) But he does want to go to fresno, so I guess he's getting you ready for that, eh? Who knew? Fresno is north of here, after all....;-P