log post II

[orangetoughguy]

third person narrative, action bracket spam, anything goes
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[whitetwoguns]

You sure? I haven't handled a lady like Christie Love before.

[Shit. That's what you call trust. The bike is new.]

Sure you don't mind? It ain't like a horse or a car.

[He's kidding.]

[orangetoughguy]

If you break her you're payin' for her hospital bill.

[That's the only warning Larry gets as he dangles the key out for the big old bear to take in his big old paw. It's hardly a real warning though evident in the way Freddy gives a little smile.]

[whitetwoguns]

Ouch. Tough love. I won't lay a scratch on her, Pop. Promise.

[He gives a sheepish, shit eating smile for all he's worth taking those dangling keys into his big paw.]

It'll be a nice and easy ride then right back on home.

[To the apartment. That is the extent of the message that he's got from it all. And that's okay. It's standing on the edge, assessing the distance before the jump then heading back to make sure they're good and ready. Yeah, that's it.]

[orangetoughguy]

[Freddy gives Larry a look.] She can handle way more than nice and easy.

[Just saying. She's got the kid's magic touch after all.]

[whitetwoguns]

I wanna start out nice and easy.

[Larry pulls away slowly but not breaking away from that look.]

Kind of like getting her a drink and telling you that you like her dress before getting a feel for the rest of the night.

[orangetoughguy]

Yeah I've heard that one before, you like her dress better on the floor.

[Freddy waves a hand, still playing the skeptic to Larry's casanova.]

[whitetwoguns]

Sure that's where I picture it but you can't tell a girl that before you see it on the floor. All in the timing, see?

[Slow walk to the bike, no rush.]

I'd tell her she looks good, ask her how she likes the place.

[Freddy's turn to sit bitch too, so, best ease into it. Only polite.]

[orangetoughguy]

Sounds like you didn't know a lot of easy girls in your time.

[A shrug, as if Freddy did, ahem. Taking his helmet he slips it on before climbing over the bitch seat like it's no thing, because it isn't. Something about building the bike with your bare hands and knowing ultimately she's yours makes riding bitch for the afternoon no big deal.]

[whitetwoguns]

No. [To put it simply. Larry fits his helmet on.] I knew some. There are benefits to treating them like ladies.

[Freddy one ups the old man in that way. To be honest he's looking forward to being held by those arms knowing that for a few more days everything will be the same as it has for a few months.]

[orangetoughguy]

I didn't say you don't have to treat'em like ladies. You know these days some of'em might get offended over it. She drops her skirt, you tell her she don't gotta, she tears you a new asshole for actin' like you said she can't be horny cause she's a woman.

[Not that Freddy knows this from experience either...not that many experiences anyway. Arms go around that thick torso now.]

[whitetwoguns]

Sounds like a man who's been around the block.

[Say, what kind of women has Freddy been involved with? He has wondered from time to time. Any that talk like that from a woman and all the time spells trouble.

Vroom, vroom says Christie Love. He gives Freddy's arm a pat.]

[orangetoughguy]

Enough to know which neighborhoods I oughta stick to.

[He replies over the sound of the engine. It's an offhand remark, something the kid thinks is a witty retort that just happens to be way close to the truth. Whether Freddy realizes it or not.]