Re: My Name is (What?)
Posted: Thu Feb 20, 2025 4:57 pm
With her mouth securely hidden under a helmet, Heather was free to allow herself a little grin. Even if it was Cop Girl, she was never going to be unhappy about having a pretty girl holding onto her. Wouldn't be the first one she'd overlooked something about... but those were thoughts for another time. One needed a calm head and sense of purpose when operating a 450 pound battering ram with 67 horsepower behind it and two squishy human beings on top.
Heather adjusted her own body a touch too, settling into a comfortable position before turning the key.
"Hold tight, and try not to shift your weight around." she instructed, and indulged in a thoroughly unneccesary loud rev of the engine calculated solely to impress her companion. The steel steed between their legs roared, before settling back into its idle purr.
"But don't worry about the speed. I'll be gentle."
The wink remained implied.
[Heather Klein hits the road.]
Heather adjusted her own body a touch too, settling into a comfortable position before turning the key.
"Hold tight, and try not to shift your weight around." she instructed, and indulged in a thoroughly unneccesary loud rev of the engine calculated solely to impress her companion. The steel steed between their legs roared, before settling back into its idle purr.
"But don't worry about the speed. I'll be gentle."
The wink remained implied.
[Heather Klein hits the road.]