Chrome and Hot Women: Wayward Angels: Book-1 by Melanie Vance

Author:Melanie Vance [Vance, Melanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Electron Creations
Published: 2015-03-01T23:00:00+00:00

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Saturday arrived and Marilyn Miller had agreed to attend the meeting of Son Risers MC, where Ryan Savage was going to be doing a presentation on his new book, My Gay Sister's Keeper, an autobiography mostly about his own life, the sin of being gay and his own disappointment with his lesbian sister, renowned Denver architect and designer, Kelsey Savage.

Kim was ecstatic that her best friend, Marilyn had decided to attend the club meeting and book signing with her. She rode her Honda Shadow up to Marilyn's log house on the outskirts of Denver. Marilyn, a small framed woman in her late forties, was VP of a huge cosmetics firm and could afford such luxuries.

Kim rode her bike up the winding gravel driveway to her home. An inexperienced rider would have more than likely dumped their bike on it. Arriving at the top, Marilyn greeted her in her garage. She was getting her BMW motorcycle ready by giving it a pre-ride inspection.

"I'm so glad you decided to come with me," Kim said, lifting the visor on her full-face Nolan helmet.

"Well, I am kind of curious about this new club you're interested in. Do you need a pit stop in the little girl's room before we take off?"

"No, I'm good. Thanks anyway."

"All right then. Let's get this show on the road," Marilyn said, buckling the strap on her own half-helmet. She swung her leg over the saddle and pressed the starter button. The engine on the K-1600 roared to life. She pulled in the clutch, making sure the machine was in first gear, then let the clutch out slowly, pulling it outside her garage doors before shutting them with her remote.

Kim often wondered how Marilyn managed that huge bike, but at just over five feet tall, the woman was a dynamo. Marilyn motioned for Kim to go ahead so she could show her where to go. The two women carefully navigated their motorcycles down the gravel drive, then pulled out onto the asphalt stretch leading to the main highway. Kim had opened up the venting zippers on her leather jacket and the wind felt good. Marilyn followed in staggered formation several feet behind her.

The club meeting place was close to downtown Denver in an industrial area. They pulled up to a garage that had a huge painted mural featuring a cross with sunbeams. Below that it read:

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