"So," Dawn placed the mugs in the microwave, pushing a button to nuke the milk. "What was your road trip with Andrew like?"
Spike shrugged. "He talks a lot. About total bollocks most of time, but thumping him would be like kicking a puppy. And when he rides pillion he seems to gain extra hands."
Andrew groping Spike was more than Dawn needed to know. But when she thought about it... "So where exactly were Andrew's hands?"
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Heehee! :)
As for Andrew's wandering hands, let's just say that he's lucky Spike managed to keep the bike on the road.
...but thumping him would be like kicking a puppy.
That's just so true. Spike was always so tolerant of Andrew and even his little crush. Adorable.
If Spike were ever dumb enough to let me ride pillion with him, we'd be in a writhing pile in the ditch before he could say "thats not the sissy-bar, thats my groin".
Holding on to the gearshift. I'd wager ...
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