"You're not boring. My brother just sits on his ass reading his guitar magazines and shit most days. He needs a better hobby than that and a decent fucking lay!"

Bjorn giggled and then nodded. The Firebird? Fuck yeah! The trashy blond pinched Rekker's ass cheek and then kissed his lips, nipping the lower one while he pulled away. The Swede wanting to ride out into the desert with his hot ginger.

"Are we going to fuck in the car, babe?"