Chapter One
Assless chaps were all the rage in Sturgis.
Drake March sauntered through the Broken Arrow Campground, taking in the sights
and sounds of the world's largest biker party.
Through the dusty haze kicked up by thousands of motorcycles, the variety of
bare butts tortured him. Skin tones ranging from milk light to coffee dark.
Flaunted breasts played peek a boo beneath strands of metallic colored plastic
beads. Guys snapped photos of half naked chicks as proof they'd actually seen
some titty action at the Legendary Arrow.
Vegas had nothing on the anything goes atmosphere. Blowjobs in broad daylight.
Couples coupling next to the main performance stage while a Christian biker club
sang about sin and redemption. A magnificent woman slinked by wearing a studded
dog collar her jeweled nipple rings were attached to a long, thin silver chain
that disappeared into the crotch of her purple t ...
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