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going to challenge my decision. “You scared of a motorcycle, or are you scared of wrappin’ those arms around me and feelin’ somethin’?”
    I crossed my arms. “You’re a pig. I’m not scared of anything!”
    He walked over and grabbed the helmet, holding it out for me. “It’s one fuckin’ ride. Instead of bein’ bit up by mosquitos, why don’t you ride with me. I promise I won’t bite, unless you ask me, of course. Besides, Ford would kick my ass if I hurt his woman’s B.F.F.”
    I took the helmet into my hands, not even realizing what I was doing. “One ride?”
    “I won’t even touch you.”
    I’d never been on a motorcycle and the fascination of it took away the fact that I hated this guy. It wasn’t like I wanted to hear my best friend getting it on. “This is a really bad idea! Maybe I should just drive home.”
    “You afraid you’ll enjoy yourself?”
    I put my hands on my hips. “No! I’m afraid I won’t!”
    He climbed on his bike and started it up. “I’m pullin’ out of this driveway in the next ten seconds. Whether you climb on this bike or not is up to you.”
    He started backing up the bike and I don’t know why, but I strut over and swung my leg over the back. Joey waited to let me get the helmet on, then he turned his head so I could hear him. “Hold on tight, woman. This is goin’ to be a ride you’re never goin’ to forget!”
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 4
    Shayne
     
    On the way to their room, the girls giggled and talked amongst themselves, almost like I wasn’t with them. They held hands, which made me wonder if they were a couple the whole time. I didn’t care what they were, or who they were. Ever since my break-up with Lacey, I’d been consumed with the memory of how great she was in bed. Surely, these two vixens could make the memories fade away. I was certain that just one night with them was going to top my list of sexual experiences. Obviously, having two girls at one time was every man’s fantasy. It was almost bittersweet considering how I was going to brag about it for the rest of my life.
    The girls didn’t live on campus, but their place wasn’t too far off the grid. We walked about five minutes and came to a three story, old Victorian house. “Come inside and make yourself at home. We’re going to go freshen up and get ready.”
    The living room seemed like it was set up comfortably. Two couches faced one another and the TV was located above the mantle. At first glance, I would have thought that the house belonged to a family instead of a bunch of college girls. It was very tidy and all of the furniture matched. From the apartments that I was used to seeing, everything was usually a disarray of furniture that people had handed down. This was good quality stuff that coordinated.
    The girls didn’t keep me waiting long. I heard my name being called from the foyer and made my way to the base of the steps. Amber stood there at the top wearing nothing but her bra and panties. I couldn’t help but lick my lips just knowing what I was about to get involved in.
    Each step felt like it took forever as I made my way up to where she waited for me. I felt like a kid that got a free run inside of a candy store. Amber took my hand and smiled as she led me into one of the rooms. Her friend was sprawled out on the bed and patted the spot beside her. I climbed there, allowing room on the other side for Amber. While laying on my back, I watched the two of them sitting up on their knees on either side of me. Each of them took one of my hands and lifted them to their bras. They giggled when they did it. “This is Leesa. Leesa, this is Shayne.”
    The bubbly girl smiled and looked right into my eyes. “Nice to meet you, Shayne.”
    I ran the back of my hand over her ribcage. “Likewise.” What else could I say to some hot stranger that was going to let me have my way with her?
    Amber climbed on top of me first, straddling me. “Are you ready for the night of