They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is pr...nted on the first page a prospective reader opens to.A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader closes the book, thinks “that was weird” and goes about the rest of their day, probably forgetting about the strange book by the time they get home from the raging dumpster-fire they call a life. But the magic doesn’t just end there; the next. Tuner cars and sportbikes alike were nothing to me and my bike, the fat S and S eating the miles like they were cake. Without even thinking about it, I knew where I was going. Hills and Dales. The Center of the Universe, and like any biker bar, the scene of crazy fun and shenanigans that were wild and crazy.The music was throbbing and the scene was already going to town. The pool tables were full, the dart games were flying, and the small dance area was packed. I had found a spot to park. When he came back I was trying to fix my make up on a mirror. He yelled at me:“Where are you going, bitch??... Get your ass here and bend over the end of the bed”.I moved slowly and bent over as he said.“Please, not again. My ass is so sore now. Can’t you just fuck my pussy?”. I begged.“Shut the fuck up, bitch, spread those cheeks. My old mate Jerome said you can do it”.I spread my ass cheeks, opening up my now well-fucked anus one more time. “I cannot believe you are hard again. You have. Dammit! Misty sniffed happily at the scent of the flowers outside. Her room was right above the Pokécenter’s gardens and the flowers were in full bloom. She sighed in content and looked out across the night sky, thinking of all the nights she had enjoyed this view from a different place. I wonder if Ash is looking up at the sky… Misty’s brow furrowed and her smile faded. The boy she had set out on this journey with had grown up a lot. She remembered the first, fleeting glance she had of him;.