112 - after the road

The engine shut off, but my body kept vibrating. Fifteen minutes on the road does that to you—the wind whipping, the seat vibrating, each curve tightening a little more.I got in, threw my helmet on the bed. My jacket clung to my skin, the smell of asphalt and sweat mixed together. Nobody home. Just me, the silence, and that pent-up lust that wouldn't go away on its own.In the end, the tiredness came. And it came in a good way.

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