by McKenna
Guess you don't always have to go far let alone to Fargo to get what you need. The tongue (and more) in cheek was...resisting the puns, heh heh...good.
and a great addition to the chain! Damn, girl, now I'm ready to take a ride ;)
...you used "gloaming" in a sentence and made it sound natural; that alone was worth the read. For the rest of it? Let's just say that if I had to film it, I already have the camera angles in mind. That means I "saw" the whole thing, and that means it was good. Enthralling, even. Wonderful work, lass...
Nothing like a big chunk of iron trobbing between your legs, eh? Great story, McK. Everyone needs that walk on the wild side. ;)
Few writers I know could, on the spur of the moment, take the place of an author in a chain who had to drop out and produce something decent. How you managed to come up with something of this quality on such short notice and within constraint of the poem line is mind boggling.
Beautifuly written, beautifully paced, and filled with incredible images painted in the mind.
oh lord! This story brings back some very good memories indeed! None of them involved a biker... but the essence is the same. Great writing, great story... thanks!
GRRRrrrrrr!
Stirs my wander-lust...and my lustful lust.
here I am grey in the goatee...with no bike.
I have far to go.
Thanks, McK
I am once again, yet again, so totally depressed that I didn't meet my fiance back in HIS biker days! Of course I was like 12 then, lol. Got to love those biker boys. Wonderful story; loved your characters. Thanks for a great read!
Loved this story too. You have an incredible way of describing events, all the way to the climax. Wish there were more stories!!! I'm a devoted fan, lol!! <3.
xoxxxxooo
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