Patrick looked as Kyla walked away, a meeting with Rick, wow that was quicker then he expected, but if she got it she deserved it. He turned his attention back to Sasoni, "So you cause quite an uproar there, but I did beat her, what is my prize." He asks as he kissed Sasoni. "100 times more then what I enjoyed earlier?"
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Kyla just looked at Sasoni and smiled, " I might be smaller than you but that doesn't mean a damn thing." She headed off to her meeting with Ricky. It was kind of shocking that Ricky had wanted to speak with her already. Normally Ricky took his time when chosing drivers for II but maybe he saw seomthing in her. Kyla was watching the crowd for Lee.
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Lee watched the events that had transpired. From start to finish. He sighed and shook his head slightly as he watched tempers flare and egos boost. He walked back to his Lambo and climbed in. He was just leaning back into the car and relaxing for a few moments. He watched as Kyla headed off to talk to someone. He reached around to his windsheild and pulled the number off and stuck it in his pocket. So it had been her that left the note on his car...
He shut the door and started his sexy, sleek machine up. He slowly rolled up to Patrick and Sasoni, in the gunmetal gray lambo. "Good Race."
He shut the door and started his sexy, sleek machine up. He slowly rolled up to Patrick and Sasoni, in the gunmetal gray lambo. "Good Race."
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Kyla was gone for about an hour with Ricky before she finally emerged from the place where the two of them had met. Her face was overjoyed as she headed for the Lexus. Ricky had made her an offer that she could not refuse and she didn't. She embraced it but was sure it would piss Sasoni off.
She spotted Lee sitting over by Sasoni and Patrick then she jogged off towards his Lamborghini with a big smile on her face. " Hey Lee! You congratulating the winner? It was a great race. I went easy on him." She laughed and looked at Patrick.
In her own opinion, he deserved better than Sasoni but as long as he was happy, she would respect that. She didn't exactly like Sasoni but she was a part of II so they would both have to respect each other while at II meetings and such.
She spotted Lee sitting over by Sasoni and Patrick then she jogged off towards his Lamborghini with a big smile on her face. " Hey Lee! You congratulating the winner? It was a great race. I went easy on him." She laughed and looked at Patrick.
In her own opinion, he deserved better than Sasoni but as long as he was happy, she would respect that. She didn't exactly like Sasoni but she was a part of II so they would both have to respect each other while at II meetings and such.
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"More or less." He said with a smile. He looked her over and couldn't help but notice the extra sway in her step.. infact she seemed almost bubbly about something. He shrugged and pulled out his pack of cigerrettes and offered her one. "I guess you guys only race for reps around here? My old town we raced for just about everything. I think we even had guys who worked together racing over who did the shit jobs for the week."
He sparked his cigerrette, as well her's if she accepted one...
He sparked his cigerrette, as well her's if she accepted one...
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Kyla waved away the cigarette with a smile, "Asthma. It's a bitch." She laughed some and glanced over towards Patrick then back at Lee. She was, in fact, very happy about something but that would come out at a later time. For now, her attention was on Lee.
"Out here.......Reps are everything. If you don't have a good rep then nobody wants to race you because no one wants to beat the new kid. Thats not even considered a win. But once you're on top............You're good to go. I had to fight my way up to the top with my Lexus but I did it." She smiled and shrugged a little while looking at Lee. " So tell me. What brings you to my little city here?"
"Out here.......Reps are everything. If you don't have a good rep then nobody wants to race you because no one wants to beat the new kid. Thats not even considered a win. But once you're on top............You're good to go. I had to fight my way up to the top with my Lexus but I did it." She smiled and shrugged a little while looking at Lee. " So tell me. What brings you to my little city here?"
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"Well.. I could say the veiw.. but honestly things were getting a little hot back home, and Dad needed someone to watch over the family business here.. so. Here I am." He smiled at her and slipped his arm about her waist. He didn't know really about anyone's reputation here.. all he knew was he was the new kid on the block, and was fairly certain he could take on anyone and win. His car was tip top, he was a very good driver... the only thing that could take him out of the runnings was himself...
"I wasn't aware this was your town.. perhaps I owe you a tithe then?"
"I wasn't aware this was your town.. perhaps I owe you a tithe then?"
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Brodie Davidson
25 year old male
6’2”, 185 pounds
Slender, athletic build
Short, dark hair
Dark blue eyes
3000GT VR-4, 1998 Mustang Cobra
Brodie couldn’t help but feel like a fish out of water, even though he hated clichés. But come to think of it, he had always been a bit of a cliché.
Growing up in a rural town in South Georgia, Brodie had always been “it.” In middle school, he matured before the other boys, which meant that he also gained the attention of girls first. He also gave attention to the girls first, and lots of attention at that.
In highschool, Brodie had been the star receiver on his state-champion football team, and in South Georgia that meant he was a god in town. He made the most of his status by fucking every chance he got. Unlike the old Hollywood cliché, though, he didn’t just stick to the dating the head cheerleader. Brodie banged most of the cheerleaders, the girls tennis team, the flag girls, the band girls… hell, he even hooked up with the hot English teacher that every guy fantasized about. Granted, it was after he graduated, but it was only 8 hours after he graduated. People in his town often joked that there were only two things to do after dark--- drink and fuck. Brodie was very good at both.
Halfway through his senior year, Brodie’s grandfather passed away. His grandfather had been a wealthy farmer, one of those old-fashioned land-owner types that work their whole life to make a fortune, but never spend a dime of it. Brodie’s grandmother was also the old-fashioned farmer’s wife who had no idea how to handle the sizable finances she was left with, so she put Brodie’s parents in charge of the estate. They were both professionals and didn't know much about running a farm, so things were stressful for everyone for a while. Due to the tumultuous situation at home, Brodie put off going to college for a year to help get things straightened out. Before he knew it, he was twenty five years old and had never set foot in a college classroom.
When Brodie’s grandmother passed away, his parents decided to give he and his two brothers their inheritance. He received only $50,000 cash, which is nothing to scoff at but isn’t exactly a lifetime’s fortune. The thing is, farmers don’t have cash or stocks or savings bonds--- they have land. Lots of land. Along with his $50,000, Brodie became the owner of exactly 2,723 acres of prime farm land. Now, land in South Georgia isn't exactly the same as land in Malibu when it comes to value, but when you're talking almost 3000 acres, it adds up. To him, it was a ticket out of Small Town, USA.
Brodie sold most of his land to his brothers and parents, keeping enough for himself so that one day he might retire their if he lived that long. So, after tying up most of his newly gotten money in long-term funds so he couldn’t blow it all on some drunken shopping spree, he threw a bag of clothes in the passenger seat, kissed his mother on the cheek and hit the road. After a few weeks in "Grand Ol' Savan," Brodie decided to take a tour of the Atlantic coastline. After seeing everything from Hilton Head to Boston, Brodie decided he had enjoyed Myrtle Beach and headed back south.
Brodie Davidson
25 year old male
6’2”, 185 pounds
Slender, athletic build
Short, dark hair
Dark blue eyes
3000GT VR-4, 1998 Mustang Cobra
Brodie couldn’t help but feel like a fish out of water, even though he hated clichés. But come to think of it, he had always been a bit of a cliché.
Growing up in a rural town in South Georgia, Brodie had always been “it.” In middle school, he matured before the other boys, which meant that he also gained the attention of girls first. He also gave attention to the girls first, and lots of attention at that.
In highschool, Brodie had been the star receiver on his state-champion football team, and in South Georgia that meant he was a god in town. He made the most of his status by fucking every chance he got. Unlike the old Hollywood cliché, though, he didn’t just stick to the dating the head cheerleader. Brodie banged most of the cheerleaders, the girls tennis team, the flag girls, the band girls… hell, he even hooked up with the hot English teacher that every guy fantasized about. Granted, it was after he graduated, but it was only 8 hours after he graduated. People in his town often joked that there were only two things to do after dark--- drink and fuck. Brodie was very good at both.
Halfway through his senior year, Brodie’s grandfather passed away. His grandfather had been a wealthy farmer, one of those old-fashioned land-owner types that work their whole life to make a fortune, but never spend a dime of it. Brodie’s grandmother was also the old-fashioned farmer’s wife who had no idea how to handle the sizable finances she was left with, so she put Brodie’s parents in charge of the estate. They were both professionals and didn't know much about running a farm, so things were stressful for everyone for a while. Due to the tumultuous situation at home, Brodie put off going to college for a year to help get things straightened out. Before he knew it, he was twenty five years old and had never set foot in a college classroom.
When Brodie’s grandmother passed away, his parents decided to give he and his two brothers their inheritance. He received only $50,000 cash, which is nothing to scoff at but isn’t exactly a lifetime’s fortune. The thing is, farmers don’t have cash or stocks or savings bonds--- they have land. Lots of land. Along with his $50,000, Brodie became the owner of exactly 2,723 acres of prime farm land. Now, land in South Georgia isn't exactly the same as land in Malibu when it comes to value, but when you're talking almost 3000 acres, it adds up. To him, it was a ticket out of Small Town, USA.
Brodie sold most of his land to his brothers and parents, keeping enough for himself so that one day he might retire their if he lived that long. So, after tying up most of his newly gotten money in long-term funds so he couldn’t blow it all on some drunken shopping spree, he threw a bag of clothes in the passenger seat, kissed his mother on the cheek and hit the road. After a few weeks in "Grand Ol' Savan," Brodie decided to take a tour of the Atlantic coastline. After seeing everything from Hilton Head to Boston, Brodie decided he had enjoyed Myrtle Beach and headed back south.
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Brodie spent this night like he had most of the last few weeks-- watching from the shadows. Growing up in the country, he had always laughed at the "sissy boys with their rice burners." Like any blue-blooded man's man, Brodie was a muscle-car guy. If it had less than 8 cylinders, it was just a lawn mower. On his first pass through town and few months ago, though, Brodie experienced an awakening. Not one of those religious "I've been SAVED" awakenings, but the kind of awakening where he almost got waxed by a Nissan. He had just left Suck, Bang, Blow after spending his third drunken night in a row their. Like the first two nights, he had managed to end up in his car with a surprisingly attractive, and obviously very slutty, waitress. She had seemed disappointed when he declined her offer to spend the night in his hotel room, but after being fucked in every imaginable position in his convertible behind the bar, she seemed more cheerful, so he said good-bye. Her personal favorite seemed to be when Brodie had layed her down on her back on the windshield, upside down, with her legs hooked over his chest while he pounded her pussy like there was no tomorrow--- he had learned that move soon after he got the car and it had always made the girls cum like fountains. On his way to the hotel, a mid-nineties 300ZX pulled beside him at a red-light, and the driver made it clear that he was feeling "racy." The next thing Brodie knew, his heavily modified Cobra was in the fight of its life against a SIX CYLINDER!!! After narrowly winning the race, Brodie flagged down the driver and pulled into a parking lot. After a lengthy conversation about how a six-cylinder Nissan could possibly compete with his "raw American power" Mustang, the driver told Brodie about the local import circuit, called simply "The Streets." Now here he was, spending this night like he had most of the last few weeks-- watching from the shadows.
Brodie spent this night like he had most of the last few weeks-- watching from the shadows. Growing up in the country, he had always laughed at the "sissy boys with their rice burners." Like any blue-blooded man's man, Brodie was a muscle-car guy. If it had less than 8 cylinders, it was just a lawn mower. On his first pass through town and few months ago, though, Brodie experienced an awakening. Not one of those religious "I've been SAVED" awakenings, but the kind of awakening where he almost got waxed by a Nissan. He had just left Suck, Bang, Blow after spending his third drunken night in a row their. Like the first two nights, he had managed to end up in his car with a surprisingly attractive, and obviously very slutty, waitress. She had seemed disappointed when he declined her offer to spend the night in his hotel room, but after being fucked in every imaginable position in his convertible behind the bar, she seemed more cheerful, so he said good-bye. Her personal favorite seemed to be when Brodie had layed her down on her back on the windshield, upside down, with her legs hooked over his chest while he pounded her pussy like there was no tomorrow--- he had learned that move soon after he got the car and it had always made the girls cum like fountains. On his way to the hotel, a mid-nineties 300ZX pulled beside him at a red-light, and the driver made it clear that he was feeling "racy." The next thing Brodie knew, his heavily modified Cobra was in the fight of its life against a SIX CYLINDER!!! After narrowly winning the race, Brodie flagged down the driver and pulled into a parking lot. After a lengthy conversation about how a six-cylinder Nissan could possibly compete with his "raw American power" Mustang, the driver told Brodie about the local import circuit, called simply "The Streets." Now here he was, spending this night like he had most of the last few weeks-- watching from the shadows.
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She turned to Patrick and shook her head. He would have his fun tonight. Probably more than most, yet it would soon be her again. Alone, working as usual. She had known Kyla a little at least and could not was actually puzzled at the hostility. Yeah, she was a tramp, but she didnt hide it. Her job was a basement job and she liked it. She knew who was getting what upgrades and to what they were adding them to. It kept her up on the circut. Her own car was yet to be seen. Even by her. She had the money to buy pretty much whatever she wanted but, seeing Kyla take down Patrick and watch the Lexus in action, she knew it would have to be good enough to roll.
She may not be able to beat the Lexus she thought, but, it would be a helluva race.
She may not be able to beat the Lexus she thought, but, it would be a helluva race.
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Kyla looked at Lee and laughed slightly, " Let me correct that, these aren't my streets. There hers." She pointed to her Lexus and grinned then looked around for Patrick and Sasoni. She just could not wait to share the greet news with them. Well with Patrick at least, Sasoni might not be so happy.
According to Rickys proposal, he was opening a brand new II right on the drag strip. It would draw in a lot of business since it was right there. Ricky wanted Kyla to run the new garage. She was to be in charge of finding drivers and putting the grand opening together, as well as making it profitable. That would not be a problem.
Kyla wanted Lee to be in her chapter of II. It was look really good to Ricky for the new II to start off with her infamous Lexus and Lee's hot Lambo. She had also caught wind of a new kid that was in town and she would be sure to catch up with him eventually but for now, her focus was on Lee. "So, how long have you been racing Lee? Have you ever thought about racing under a garage name. Thats kind of a big deal around here."
According to Rickys proposal, he was opening a brand new II right on the drag strip. It would draw in a lot of business since it was right there. Ricky wanted Kyla to run the new garage. She was to be in charge of finding drivers and putting the grand opening together, as well as making it profitable. That would not be a problem.
Kyla wanted Lee to be in her chapter of II. It was look really good to Ricky for the new II to start off with her infamous Lexus and Lee's hot Lambo. She had also caught wind of a new kid that was in town and she would be sure to catch up with him eventually but for now, her focus was on Lee. "So, how long have you been racing Lee? Have you ever thought about racing under a garage name. Thats kind of a big deal around here."
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Lee slipped his arm around her and shrugged slightly, "I almost joined up with someone back home, but that's when I decided to move out here. Does everyone around here race with a garage?" He didn't know much about the garage's here... the ones he knew back home were more like street gangs with mechanics than anything else really.
He looked her over once more, his hand slipping to her hip. He could get used to having this girl at his side..
He looked her over once more, his hand slipping to her hip. He could get used to having this girl at his side..
Patrick smiled at Sasoni, as he looked towards Kyla. They were walking away, her and the new guy, he would give her a call to her tommorow to talk to her, see what happened with his boss, he thinks he knows but he just wants to make sure, and congraulate her if he was right. Patrick wrapped his arm around Sasoni. "So beautiful, where do you want to go." Patrick knew Sasoni wasn't exactly the best choice he could make for a girl, but he didn't want the commitment of a girlfriend, which is why he still enjoyed fucking every good looking girl insight, and not sticking with one, like Kyla for instance.
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Brodie
Brodie slowly walked the two blocks back to his car, making mental notes of the nights events. For the last few weeks, he had been studying this street racing scene, a scene which was completely new to him. Brodie had decided that if he was going to get involved in racing, he wasn't going to do it half assed. He had never been second best at anything, be it football, chasing girls or drag racing. That's why he figured he'd be better off studying the scene for a while rather than just showing up one night with a fat roll of money and getting himself embarrased. And he had seen plenty of people do just that. Punk kids came to the street whenever there was a race and left with their tail between their legs. They always had more of their parents' money than they did driving skills.
Another benefit of coming to these races was the girls. Holy shit, the girls!!! Short skirts, tight tops, sky-high heels.... girls where he was from didn't dress like that. Their fathers would have killed them if they tried.
And then there was the one named Kyra. Brodie had laid in bed thinking about her more than once since he had first seen her. Some of the other girls could compete with her as far as looks, but she had that confidence and swagger that Brodie loved. His cock began to harden in his pants as he neared his Cobra. Oh how he would love to bend her over the hood of his car, get on his knees and bury his face in her pussy until she begged him to fuck her. And fuck her he would. He would pound his cock into Kyra’s tight cunt until he shot his cum all over her sexy, firm ass. Yes, that’s exactly what he would do.
Brodie slowly walked the two blocks back to his car, making mental notes of the nights events. For the last few weeks, he had been studying this street racing scene, a scene which was completely new to him. Brodie had decided that if he was going to get involved in racing, he wasn't going to do it half assed. He had never been second best at anything, be it football, chasing girls or drag racing. That's why he figured he'd be better off studying the scene for a while rather than just showing up one night with a fat roll of money and getting himself embarrased. And he had seen plenty of people do just that. Punk kids came to the street whenever there was a race and left with their tail between their legs. They always had more of their parents' money than they did driving skills.
Another benefit of coming to these races was the girls. Holy shit, the girls!!! Short skirts, tight tops, sky-high heels.... girls where he was from didn't dress like that. Their fathers would have killed them if they tried.
And then there was the one named Kyra. Brodie had laid in bed thinking about her more than once since he had first seen her. Some of the other girls could compete with her as far as looks, but she had that confidence and swagger that Brodie loved. His cock began to harden in his pants as he neared his Cobra. Oh how he would love to bend her over the hood of his car, get on his knees and bury his face in her pussy until she begged him to fuck her. And fuck her he would. He would pound his cock into Kyra’s tight cunt until he shot his cum all over her sexy, firm ass. Yes, that’s exactly what he would do.
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"Not everyone here races with a garage but if you have been accepted into a garage, it instantly gives you credit on the Streets. Racing with a garage means you are really good at what you do. Thats why I would like to see you run that sexy lambo against a car around here. If you're good, then you're in" She grinned as his hand went around her hip then looked up at him. Kyla certainly didn't belong to him, nor was she his girl but she would pretend for him. If a guy that caught her eye were to pass by she would go off with the other guy. It wasn't that Kyla was a slut because she rarely slept with the guys but she got bored easily by guys. She wait and see how things played out with Lee though.
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Brodie
Brodie drove back to the townhouse he had just leased and pulled into the garage. The townhouse was way more room than he needed, but he got it because of the two car garage it provided. He parked his Cobra next to the VR4 he had just acquired. After deciding to get into the racing scene, Brodie had called his friend back in south Georgia and talked him into selling the car. The guy had moved to Brodie's highschool as a junior from somewhere near Miami. He often bragged about the street racing he had done in south Florida and how fast his 3000 was. Since the car was already somewhat modified for racing, Brodie figured it would be a good place to start. He also figured that his friend was mostly full of shit and that the car would need more improvements before it could stand against the Lexus or that damn Lambo that he just shown up in town. Where the hell had that come from, anyway? Here Brodie was trying to ease his way into the circuit, and some guy shows up with an exotic supercar! After seeing that, Brodie knew that his VR4 was probably even further away from being a winner than he'd first thought. "Oh well, nothing to it but to do it," he told himself. "But first, I've gotta do something about this hard-on before I go nuts. That damn Kyra is gonna give me a stroke or something if I keep watching her strutting that drop-dead body around."
Brodie drove back to the townhouse he had just leased and pulled into the garage. The townhouse was way more room than he needed, but he got it because of the two car garage it provided. He parked his Cobra next to the VR4 he had just acquired. After deciding to get into the racing scene, Brodie had called his friend back in south Georgia and talked him into selling the car. The guy had moved to Brodie's highschool as a junior from somewhere near Miami. He often bragged about the street racing he had done in south Florida and how fast his 3000 was. Since the car was already somewhat modified for racing, Brodie figured it would be a good place to start. He also figured that his friend was mostly full of shit and that the car would need more improvements before it could stand against the Lexus or that damn Lambo that he just shown up in town. Where the hell had that come from, anyway? Here Brodie was trying to ease his way into the circuit, and some guy shows up with an exotic supercar! After seeing that, Brodie knew that his VR4 was probably even further away from being a winner than he'd first thought. "Oh well, nothing to it but to do it," he told himself. "But first, I've gotta do something about this hard-on before I go nuts. That damn Kyra is gonna give me a stroke or something if I keep watching her strutting that drop-dead body around."
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Shila Meralsa
She had sat in the dark and watched them race. She felt the need to also but allowed it to subside. The Lexus was a helluva car. The driver, being a woman, only served to fuel her own desires. She wanted to be part of the crowd. She needed to feel wanted and liked. Yet each night, she followed the group of street racers, staying in the dark watching them.
The girls turned her own in their sexy outfits and she had many times tried to mimic their look only to fall short. What really made her wet was the way the guys seemed to pick and choose as if choosing a steak.
She longed to be chosen, to be taken, to be lusted after and her thoughts often stole back to this as she lay on her bamboo pad at night masturbating to a furious end. Her only contact to the racing world? A woman named Sasoni who had found her searching a trash can for food one night after a race.
She had become so infatuated with her, that she had began following her, shadowing her to the races when she could. What money she could steal, or could get, she spent on clothing and makeup. She wanted to look as good as Sasoni.
Tonight however, there was one other who caught her eye. The lady from the Lexus. Shila watched as she emerged from the car, neatly dressed and sexy also. That was the look she wanted. That was the way she wanted men to look at her.
Sasoni was a good friend but, to many times when she had often duplicated a look she had seen from her friend, men her brothers even, tried to touch her and do things to her she did not want them to do.
At 19 she had fought had to maintain her virginity. She wanted to wait until that right moment to give it to a well loved street racer as a reward for winning.
Shila sighed and crawled back into the darkness finding her way home only to be met with an empty house, empty apartment, empty stomach. No one was home so she could at least enjoy a finger fucking session of her own. But one day. She thought, One day soon.
She had sat in the dark and watched them race. She felt the need to also but allowed it to subside. The Lexus was a helluva car. The driver, being a woman, only served to fuel her own desires. She wanted to be part of the crowd. She needed to feel wanted and liked. Yet each night, she followed the group of street racers, staying in the dark watching them.
The girls turned her own in their sexy outfits and she had many times tried to mimic their look only to fall short. What really made her wet was the way the guys seemed to pick and choose as if choosing a steak.
She longed to be chosen, to be taken, to be lusted after and her thoughts often stole back to this as she lay on her bamboo pad at night masturbating to a furious end. Her only contact to the racing world? A woman named Sasoni who had found her searching a trash can for food one night after a race.
She had become so infatuated with her, that she had began following her, shadowing her to the races when she could. What money she could steal, or could get, she spent on clothing and makeup. She wanted to look as good as Sasoni.
Tonight however, there was one other who caught her eye. The lady from the Lexus. Shila watched as she emerged from the car, neatly dressed and sexy also. That was the look she wanted. That was the way she wanted men to look at her.
Sasoni was a good friend but, to many times when she had often duplicated a look she had seen from her friend, men her brothers even, tried to touch her and do things to her she did not want them to do.
At 19 she had fought had to maintain her virginity. She wanted to wait until that right moment to give it to a well loved street racer as a reward for winning.
Shila sighed and crawled back into the darkness finding her way home only to be met with an empty house, empty apartment, empty stomach. No one was home so she could at least enjoy a finger fucking session of her own. But one day. She thought, One day soon.
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Brodie
Brodie quickly showered and put on clean clothes. It was already into the morning hours, but he was too horny to sleep. He thought about taking the VR4 out for a spin, but he had promised himself not to bring it out of the garage until it was ready to be a winner. Instead, he hopped in the Cobra, let the top down, and cruised into the streets. He knew the party would still be going at Suck Bang Blow, but he didn't feel like running into one of the waitresses that he had hooked up with, so he searched for something new. Brodie wonderred to himself where all of the racers went after events. He could definitely go for one of those hot ass girls in the short skirts tonight. He figured that Kyra was probably out of his league until he proved his worth in a car, but there were dozens of "race groupies" that could drive any man crazy. That Sasoni girl was quite hot, but Brodie figured she too only went for well-known racers. Lately she had been with another girl, though. He didn’t know her name, but Brodie got the feeling that she was an outsider like himself. She was accepted well enough by the others, but he suspected that had more to do with her friendship with Sasoni. And damn was she hot!! Legs that looked like they were chiseled out of marble, and ass that no man could ignore, a tight, flat stomach that led up to perfect breasts, and all topped of by a gorgeous face with lips that Brodie would give anything to feel wrapped around his rock hard cock. Most of the other girls seemed to have hidden motives as far as guys were concerned, but the new girl seemed different. “I’ve gotta figure out a way to meet her, away from the crowd where I can actually be myself and show her exactly who I am.”
Brodie quickly showered and put on clean clothes. It was already into the morning hours, but he was too horny to sleep. He thought about taking the VR4 out for a spin, but he had promised himself not to bring it out of the garage until it was ready to be a winner. Instead, he hopped in the Cobra, let the top down, and cruised into the streets. He knew the party would still be going at Suck Bang Blow, but he didn't feel like running into one of the waitresses that he had hooked up with, so he searched for something new. Brodie wonderred to himself where all of the racers went after events. He could definitely go for one of those hot ass girls in the short skirts tonight. He figured that Kyra was probably out of his league until he proved his worth in a car, but there were dozens of "race groupies" that could drive any man crazy. That Sasoni girl was quite hot, but Brodie figured she too only went for well-known racers. Lately she had been with another girl, though. He didn’t know her name, but Brodie got the feeling that she was an outsider like himself. She was accepted well enough by the others, but he suspected that had more to do with her friendship with Sasoni. And damn was she hot!! Legs that looked like they were chiseled out of marble, and ass that no man could ignore, a tight, flat stomach that led up to perfect breasts, and all topped of by a gorgeous face with lips that Brodie would give anything to feel wrapped around his rock hard cock. Most of the other girls seemed to have hidden motives as far as guys were concerned, but the new girl seemed different. “I’ve gotta figure out a way to meet her, away from the crowd where I can actually be myself and show her exactly who I am.”
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Kyla glanced over at Lee then walked away from him to make her way towards the large group of people. She had an annoucement to make and she was sure people would listen. She walked over to her Lexus and opened the door then stood up on the seat of her chair and leaned against the door. A loud whistle came from her as she honked the horn on the Lexus. Once she was sure she had everyones attention, she smiled.
" How would most of you feel about having an Innovated Imports opened right here. On the Strip!!! The Streets very own Innovated Imports!" She grinned as the crowd cheered and hollered for her. " Well, I see most of you would be estatic! Good! Because thats exactly whats going to happen. There is going to be a new branch of II opening right here on the Strip and I'm going to be the manager. If any of you want a shot at getting into II, meet me and my Lexus here. Tomorrow at 12pm sharp. If you're going to be late, then dont come at all." She grinned the sped off in her Lexus, towards her home. She wondered if she would get any turn out at all.
" How would most of you feel about having an Innovated Imports opened right here. On the Strip!!! The Streets very own Innovated Imports!" She grinned as the crowd cheered and hollered for her. " Well, I see most of you would be estatic! Good! Because thats exactly whats going to happen. There is going to be a new branch of II opening right here on the Strip and I'm going to be the manager. If any of you want a shot at getting into II, meet me and my Lexus here. Tomorrow at 12pm sharp. If you're going to be late, then dont come at all." She grinned the sped off in her Lexus, towards her home. She wondered if she would get any turn out at all.
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Sasoni had caught sight of Shila out of the corner of her eye but at the moment was distracted by the feeling of Patrick's hands under her skirt massaging her ass.
Turning to him, she spoke quickly.
"If you want your prize, then we need to go somewhere befitting a winner and not here in the streets. A million dollar fuck is your prize and Im the million dollars" kissing him on the lips, she thought how silly she sounded but, she was horney, racing always did that to her and besides, if Patrick was with her, he couldnt be fucking around with Kyla.
Catty, of course, that was her way. Yet, something was off about this night.
She would never get that fuck, she didnt know it yet, but she would not live long enough to see daylight of the next day.
(posting in crazy, internet connection still fucked up. Im staying in the thread just posting will be crazier until I get my net fixed.)
Turning to him, she spoke quickly.
"If you want your prize, then we need to go somewhere befitting a winner and not here in the streets. A million dollar fuck is your prize and Im the million dollars" kissing him on the lips, she thought how silly she sounded but, she was horney, racing always did that to her and besides, if Patrick was with her, he couldnt be fucking around with Kyla.
Catty, of course, that was her way. Yet, something was off about this night.
She would never get that fuck, she didnt know it yet, but she would not live long enough to see daylight of the next day.
(posting in crazy, internet connection still fucked up. Im staying in the thread just posting will be crazier until I get my net fixed.)
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Patrick smiled and kissed Sasoni. "Then come on, Sasoni, get in." He opened the door to the car, and drove off with her to a fancy hotel. He knew the owner so he got to stay here cheap, whenever he wanted. Patrick led Sasoni up to their room. "Your a million dollar fuck, eh?" He smiled. "Well, I better make you have a million dollar orgasm." He said ripping her clothes off her, and immediatly started to finger and tounge her pussy and clit.
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Brodie
Brodie woke up early the next day with a lot on his mind. There was an open call for a new class off II racers. He knew his car wasn't ready, and he was pretty sure that he himself was not ready, but Brodie was not going to miss the opportunity. His plan was to get to Kyla before everyone else and talk to her-- explain to her that he was going to be the best. All she had to do was give him time. Brodie wasn't concerned about his ability to live up to his goal. What Brodie was concerned about was being face to face with Kyla. Even with all of his experience with girls, he could barely control himself around her. "I don't know what I want more... to dominate this scene or to have Kyla," he thought to himself as he showered and dressed. He had a hunch that the two went hand in hand. So Brodie was off to meet Kyla to begin the first step of his goal.
Brodie woke up early the next day with a lot on his mind. There was an open call for a new class off II racers. He knew his car wasn't ready, and he was pretty sure that he himself was not ready, but Brodie was not going to miss the opportunity. His plan was to get to Kyla before everyone else and talk to her-- explain to her that he was going to be the best. All she had to do was give him time. Brodie wasn't concerned about his ability to live up to his goal. What Brodie was concerned about was being face to face with Kyla. Even with all of his experience with girls, he could barely control himself around her. "I don't know what I want more... to dominate this scene or to have Kyla," he thought to himself as he showered and dressed. He had a hunch that the two went hand in hand. So Brodie was off to meet Kyla to begin the first step of his goal.
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Kyra had hardly slept that night from the excitement of having the freedom of opening the new II2 but she had to go through the rigorous ordeal of trying to get people that were more than qualified to be in II2. She got out of tiredly and showered then brushed her hair quickly. She fixed her make-up then started to get dressed with a slight whistle. Kyla jogged downstairs, pulled on her pink K-Swiss then walked out to the seperate garage that housed her Lexus IS300. She smiled as she opened the garage door then climbed into the Lexus and made her way towards the area where the try-outs where to be held.
She made her way towards the empty parking lot that she had specified to the crowd the previous night. She saw only one person sitting there waiting but it was someone that she knew was relatively knew to the streets. She had some things about him and his major downfall of underestimating Imports. Thats something that should never be done on the Strip. Imports were the majority here and most of them were power houses. " What is that kid's name.......Brodie! Thats it." She thought to herself as she climbed out of Lexus and headed over to him. Behind her was a very complicated driving course that included quite a few 90 degree corners was need to be slid through. The course was one that only a skilled driver could complete without hiting a cone. " Hi there, I'm Kyla. You're Brodie correct?" She smiled and extended her hand out to him.
She made her way towards the empty parking lot that she had specified to the crowd the previous night. She saw only one person sitting there waiting but it was someone that she knew was relatively knew to the streets. She had some things about him and his major downfall of underestimating Imports. Thats something that should never be done on the Strip. Imports were the majority here and most of them were power houses. " What is that kid's name.......Brodie! Thats it." She thought to herself as she climbed out of Lexus and headed over to him. Behind her was a very complicated driving course that included quite a few 90 degree corners was need to be slid through. The course was one that only a skilled driver could complete without hiting a cone. " Hi there, I'm Kyla. You're Brodie correct?" She smiled and extended her hand out to him.
