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Ninja 600-R: Perfect for a girl

I'd traded in the lime Ninja for a jet-black, newer version. It was sweet. I rode that bike into the ground fearlessly, recklessly taking sharp corners, almost daring it or me to wreck. It started raining, but that didn't bother me, since I'd ridden the old one on the icy streets of Europe. I was a seasoned pro. I'd stopped off at the nearest establishment, a hotel, out in the middle of nowhere, and went into the bar, hoping the weather would slack off some. There was a man, sitting at the bar, rugged good looks, making daring eye contact with me. To my surprise, I was a little...embarassed? Intimidated? He quickly approached me, and simply said: "Let's get out of here."

Although the sun was out and about to set, the streets were glistening and slick from the rain, casting an eerie light on the road ahead. He'd ridden with friends, so I told him that if he wanted to come with me, he'd have to ride on the back. :) A half-smile formed on his lips, almost daring, and without question, he took the spare helmit. I put mine on, and he climbed on behind me. We took OFF. I could feel him, warm and just a little too close behind me. We said nothing, as the hum of the Ninja was too loud for words. His arms were draped loosely around me, his large hands resting lightly on my hips (he was a large guy, very fit, tight). I had no idea where we were going, nor did I care. I could literally feel heat eminating from his body, so close up behind me. It was exhillarating.

We took curves, and ascended a fairly steep mountain, the rear tire trying to get out from underneath me. He never tightened his grip; I wasn't scared. He did slide up in the seat -- I felt him, closer to me, both of us leaning into the wind, his chest rock hard on my back, our helmets, side by side. I felt this intense...rush...hot...mysterious as his hands slightly ran up and down my arms, giving me goosebumps. I caught my breath. I was excited, not knowing where we were headed, what we were doing, or even who he was; but I didn't care.

It started getting dark, and on a fairly deserted stretch of highway, he pointed to a Marriot. I could feel my body tremble, literally, as I guided us into the parking lot, our bodies moist from post-inclement weather travel, my heart racing. It felt odd when the Ninja stopped underneath us. He gently pulled me back onto his chest, whispering...things into my ear.

...and then, I freakin' woke up. ARGH.


( 8 whispered — Whisper to me )
Jun. 2nd, 2003 04:44 am (UTC)
Lucky you.

MY wierd dream started with me back in the Farce, doin some freaking wierd-ass investigation. WTF? 3-man team, some remote-ass location... What, is it CBS's new series CSI:SP?
Jun. 2nd, 2003 05:09 am (UTC)
I have no idea...(I don't watch t.v.; member?). Ja, the dream was shaping up into one of those dreams, but something woke me UPPPPPPP! I was cheated!
Jun. 2nd, 2003 06:14 am (UTC)
That one even made me sweat! Good writing! I wanted to do the compatible thingy, but LJ keeps wanting my pass code and saying it’s not me!?! Guess the system is freaking again.
Jun. 2nd, 2003 06:23 am (UTC)
Re: Whew
My dreams are killin' me.

You can't do the compatibility thing until you've FIRST SIGNED UP. It's not the same as your journal. You'll then take a test comprised of basiclly, how you'd respond in situations, what your preferences are, etc.

There's a catch to it. Once you take it, you can be 'matched' with another LJer but not given the info on them. Eeeeks! I'm 110% and 106% compatible with four people IN BIRMINGHAM. But I can't just respond!

Lemme know when you do it! :D (And thanks BTW, for the compliment...twas just a dream...). :D
Jun. 2nd, 2003 08:03 am (UTC)
tip of the day
stay off motorcycles
Jun. 2nd, 2003 08:33 am (UTC)
Re: tip of the day

You make it sound like a BAD dream!!! OMG it was awesome; the tip for the day should be: stay asleep until dream 'finishes. Muhhahhaa.
Jun. 2nd, 2003 11:39 am (UTC)
i lost my dreams. don't know what happened to them. i don't have them anymore.

your mind is a colorful place, ter. :D :D :D
Jun. 2nd, 2003 11:44 am (UTC)
It's rare
For me to remember them. But THIS one woke me UP (of course, I left out some fairly critical events contained within the dream...TMI! Heh).

Yes, my mind is a very colorful and often interesting place. :D
( 8 whispered — Whisper to me )


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Here is Belladonna, the Lady of the Rocks,
The lady of situations.
Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel,
And here is the one-eyed merchant, and this card
Which is blank, is something that he carries on his back,
Which I am forbidden to see. I do not find
The Hanged Man. Fear death by water.
I see crowds of people, walking round in a ring.
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Tell her I bring the horoscope myself;

One must be so careful these days.


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