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PART 1 - MEETING A FEMALE BIKE RIDER
PART 3 - FBR BECOME GIRL FRIEND
PART 6-- SHE IS EFFICIENT DRIVER TOO
PART 7 -- MY GIRLFRIEND TEACH ME BIKE RIDING
“So what’s going to be your spur-of-the-moment plan for
tomorrow Rashmi?”
“Well I saw a bike rental shop down the street. So we hire
one and visit all those places on your itinerary!”
The next morning they headed to the bike rental. While Rashmi
checked out the bikes available, Manish checked out the T Shirts. He suddenly
heard a squeal of glee.
“What’s the matter Rashmi?”
“Oh my god, I don’t believe this Manish. They have a Ducati
Monster 696 available on rent!”
“Ok. It looks good.”
“Good! Are you kidding me! Do you even know what a freaking
Ducati is! It’s been my lifelong dream to drive one” she proceeded to
illustrate various technical specifications about the Ducati which all went way
above Manish’s head.
After a while she realized this. “You did not understand a
word I just said did you?”
“Not a word.”
“Sorry! Just come along for the ride ok? It’s going to be
the ride of your life!”
They hired the bike and Rashmi took it off the stand and
pushed it outside the shop. An elderly, tattooed biker in the shop was
observing this and caught Manish’s eye. He gave Manish thumbs up as if to say,
“She is a cool chick!” Manish readily acknowledged this.
After Manish climbed on behind Rashmi, she once again
started excitedly rambling about the bike and pointing various controls to him
when he interrupted her.
“Rashmi, leave it. All I know is this bike is a monster and
I wouldn’t come anywhere near it if it weren’t for you driving. So just drive.”
She smiled when she heard this and started the bike.
The bike was nothing either of them had experienced before.
It accelerated to very high speeds in no time and sharp turns could be taken at
a considerable speed. Even the normally calm and confident Rashmi had gotten
all excited and high on adrenaline. Poor Manish was scared out of his wits. He
held Rashmi tightly and crouched behind her. Everything seemed to whizz by so
fast, how could this girl see and judge at such speeds he wondered. He just
shut his eyes.
They had hit the highways and drove without any specific
destination in mind. After a while Rashmi took an exit off the highway. Finally
she stopped at a deserted country road.
“Whoohoo! That was amazing! How did you like the ride Manish?”
she asked taking off her helmet.
“Rashmi we need to go back and find my heart. It blew out of
my mouth and fell back there somewhere. Only this time we go walking.”
As Rashmi laughed, he said “Seriously Rashmi, if it were any
other driver I would have passed out. But I knew you would get me safely.”
Rashmi was deeply touched by his faith in her.
“Manish, come sit in front of me on the fuel tank.”
“Why?”
“Just do what I say.”
He got off and climbed in front shaking his head. Rashmi
immediately hugged him and started to kiss passionately. This caught Manish off
guard but he soon got into it.
Suddenly she set off with him still on the engine!
Manish screamed in panic and begged her to stop. When she
stopped, she couldn’t control her laughter.
“That was SO funny!”
“No it wasn’t. Take me home!”
TO BE CONT................
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