Ride With Me

The yellow Harley paced him well through the winding mountain roads.The sun was beginning to set over the ocean, turning the foam on the waves a bright orange. Carolann could definitely ride well, despite the statement she made about being new to all “this”. She cracked the throttle of the sleek yellow Sportster and it

My Dog, My Lover

It was a hot and humid late summer night. The window was down in the Uber that was taking me home from a long night at the local bars. I have always loved the feeling of warm summer air in my face. The driver took an apparent interest in me and would not stop asking