The door opens and Steve enters into the cabin.
"check out the rat I found in the yard." The shotgun forcing him front and center...
Steves eyes narrow as he takes in the scene.....20 to 30 biker types....A lone tattoo artist, not seeming to care, bares down into the arm of a leather clad female....
The smoke , thick, like a carpet.......stings his eyes a little...as he realizes all at once that yolo might have not been the brightest thought.
"Is this when I forgive those who tresspass against me?" Steves eyes focus thru the smoke and a figure comes forth like a breathe or a gust of wind, there, but not really there..............
"Look Man, I was just....."
"Silence!" The voice continues....... "do you not have any home training?"
Steve answers with nothing...Sometimes things are better left unsaid.........
"Can I speak?" Steve stammers...
"Can you speak?" the voice again.
Sreve stares quietly forward.....
"Sounds like you need a vacation." The sexiest voice Steve has ever heard behind him...... a finger traces the back of his neck,
as the hottest chick Steve has ever seen struts to stand before him.......In her hands lies a plate, a plate full of all the most popular pharmecuticals ever made by man.......
She places the plate on the table........"choose." ... The girl demands....whilst smoking a cigarette enticingly..
Steve nervously replies......"But I dont do drugs....."
"You will tonight....She smiles as she gets so close to Steve he becomes real nervous....Steve takes a long look into her blue eyes..... as his thoughts get lost again..........................
Its almost as if she was especially picked for him............but that would be impossible, wouldnt it?
Till next time my friends............
Painted my valve cover and drilled some holes and stuff/4
IM SO SKETCHED OUT BRO
ITS LIKE MAGIC