The Leader of the Pack
She’s shiny and sleek, black leather and steel lace. She purrs ever so gently in her rider’s embrace, his hands stroking her steel arms, his thighs resting against the leather of her back . She flirts with the sun as the flames tattooed on her breast stretch behind her and her rubber feet meet the open road. She flies with the grace of angels as if a thousand police cars were giving chase. She stretches, weaves, and smiles at last. She roars in unison with her sisters, all around her, behind her, beside her. She’s the leader of the pack.
This week’s 100 Word Song was chosen by Tasha from the Bleeding Pen. She chose Social Distortion’s Sick Girl. This is the girl that came to mind. She sure is pretty isn’t she?
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