“I understand.”

Brook and Kelsey went to the house.
“Mom, Kelsey's grandparents asked us over for dinner tonight.”

“OK, don’t be too late. Remember you work tomorrow.”

“I won't keep her out too late, Mom. Just till 3 or 4” Kelsey smiled.

“To think she is going to be family soon.” Brooks Mom said shaking her head.

Brook and Kelsey grabbed their purses, after Kelsey had Brook change into a pair of jeans and headed to Kelsey's house.

Brook parked her bug and waited as Kelsey told her parents what was going on, and She changed into jeans too. Kelsey and Brook got into their Marauder and headed towards Clarkston.
“So, what did you have done to your motorcycle?” Brook questioned.

“you'll see when we get there.”

“Kelsey Shadow Reid tell me”

“That is my name”

“Fine, have it your way.” Brook said pretending to be mad.

“Have you ever ridden a motorcycle?”

“I used to ride dirt bikes with my cousins, but last time was about 4 years ago.”

“Do you like to ride?” Kelsey asked.

I did have fun when I did, Why?”

“Kelsey, what are you thinking?”

“Me, not a thing”

Once Kelsey turn on to I-75 from M-59. She got on it. Her expression turned serious. Concentrating on driving as the speed of the Marauder crept up. Brook watched as the speedometer climbed over the triple digit mark. Flying past the palace of Auburn hills exit at 122 mph. Kelsey all of the sudden got off the gas. Letting the big sedan coast, As soon as she did that Kelsey went back to normal.

“Not bad” She commented. “Needs some work though.”

“What do you mean?” Brook asked.

“I felt a slight vibration at 120, I think it is the drive shaft. Seems off about ½ oz”

“You can tell it is ½ oz off.” Brook quarried.

“Yeah, just a knack I have.”

Kelsey pulled off and pulled into Oakland Harley Davidson dealership. Parking towards the back. The most of the parking lot was filled with Harley's of all sizes. A banner advertised a poker run today. And more bikes where pulling in.
As Kelsey and Brook walked to the front door. About a dozen people said Hi to Kelsey, or gave her a hug. Brook seemed a tad nervous as some of the guys where on the rough side wearing 1% club colors. As they reached the doors. Kelsey noticed Brooks apprehension.

“Sweetheart don't worry, they are just people I know or know through my grandpa.” quieting her voice. “remember my skills. Even though they are huge guys I can take them out easy.”

Brook let out a small sigh of relief.
Once inside the dealership. They were greeted by a cute girl behind the counter.

“Hey Kelsey. How are you today?”

“Great, Marie. How are you?”

Good, Are you here for your bike?”

“Yeah, and some shopping”

Cool, well you do know where everything is.”

“Yeah, kinda.”

“Give a holler is you need any help. We got in our new shipment on Thursday, most of
it is out.”

“Come on let's get you set up.” Kelsey said to Brook as she led her towards the cloths.

“Hey, Kelsey. Need anything?” A beautiful tall blond asked.

Giving her a hug, Kelsey introduced the girl to Brook. “Brook this is Tara, good friend of mine. Tara this is my fiancé, Brook. Anything she wants you know to put it on my account.”

“Sure thing, Kelsey. Anything for the bosses Granddaughter.”

“Kelsey, you never told me your grandfather owns this dealership.”

“Well you never asked. He actually owns 5”

“Five, wow. Hey If I am your fiancé, where is my ring?”

Glancing around, Kelsey rubs Brooks crotch. And whispers, “ Maybe I'll get you a nice gold ring to replace this one” She then kissed Brook deep.

They both began shopping. Kelsey found a couple T shirts for Brook. A pair of Jeans, a pair of jean shorts, and a knee length Denim skirt. She gave the items to Tara who put them in a pile. Kelsey lead Brook over to the leather riding jackets.

“Pick the one you like?” Kelsey told her.

Brook looked over the jackets. Checking the price tag, “This one is $500.”

“yeah so, I get everything at cost or less. Find the one you like.”

Brook looked for about 5 minutes. Trying on about 8 different Jackets. The last one she put on. She checked herself in the mirror, smiled and handed to Kelsey, “This one”
Kelsey in turn handed it to Tara.

Just down from the jackets, Kelsey held out a pair of riding chaps. “These match the jacket”
Brook looked, her eyes in thought. Gave a wicked smile and nodded.

“Tara show this girl some boots.”

Tara took Brook over to the display of footwear. While Kelsey went to another section of the cloths.
When Kelsey came back to the shoes. Brook had picked out a cute pair of riding boots, in addition to a pair of low top high heeled boots.

Kelsey gave some clothing to Tara as she took the two pairs of boots to the counter.
Just then a small blue and white Shetland Sheepdog ran up and jumped into Kelsey's arms and began licking her face.

“Maxie, stop.” Kelsey said as she set her down. Maxie only reached to about 3” below
Kelsey's knees. Maxie began to spin circles she would spin right the stop then left and stop.

“Ok” Kelsey said as she bent down and tapped her shoulder. Maxie jumped up onto Kelsey's shoulders and laid across them.

“Is she yours.” Brook asked.

“Yeah, this fuzzy wuzzy thing is mine. My Grandma breeds them.” Kelsey said as she scratched Maxie behind the ear. “right miss Fuzzle.” She licked Kelsey's ear.

“Oh, look a little collie” They heard someone say. Maxie let out a growl.

Smiling, “I taught her that” Kelsey said proudly.

Brook went to Kelsey let Maxie sniff her hand. Maxie's tail began going a mile a minute.

“I think she smells me on you and your two. So, you are stuck now”

Brook pet Maxie, “Will we have to get used to sleeping with two dogs on the bed.?”

“Afraid so, and this one is a bed hog,” Gently grabbing Maxie's muzzle and shaking it.

“Right Maxie waxy”

“Well let's finish shopping”

Kelsey went to the helmets found one that would fit Brook. And plopped one her head. “

How does that feel?”

Brook fastened the chin strap. “Doesn't feel too bad. Should work.”

“Last is riding gloves” Kelsey said pointing to the display of gloves, “pick yourself out a pair”

Brook found a cute little pair. Handing them to Kelsey who in turn handed them to Tara.
“Is that all, Kelsey?” Tara asked.

“Yeah, for now. Run everything through.” Kelsey tossed Tara her Marauder key. “Have Tony put them in the trunk of the Silver Marauder”

“Sure thing.”

Kelsey took Maxie off her shoulders. “Maxie where's Grandma. Find her”

Maxie, let out a small yip and ran toward the back of the store. Brook and Kelsey followed as she led them past the parts counter. She nosed her way into a slightly open door. Still following Her up a flight of stairs. Then into an office. Inside the office, An older lady was on the computer typing. On one wall was a couch where 7 shelties where piled. As soon as one saw Kelsey. All seven of them jumped off the couch and began jumping and carrying on around Kelsey and Brook.

“All right” Kelsey said as she sat on the floor. The whole bunch began licking her face and whining, she pet them all. Brook knelt down after a few sniffs. They began licking her too. Brook noticed the older lady turn around. She snapped her finger and waved her hand towards the couch. All of the dogs, immediately stopped and returned to the couch. All that is but Maxie, she just laid next to Kelsey.

“Theirs one of my girls,” The lady said as she got up.

“Hi, Gramma.” Kelsey got up and gave the lady a hug.

The lady was quite attractive. In her early 60s. Long black hair reaching to her middle back was braided. She wore jeans, a lady’s work shirt with the shop logo on it, and riding boots.

“Gramma, this is my fiancé, Brook.”

“Sweetheart, this is my Gramma, Whitney McClord.”

Brook held out her hand, Gramma shook her head, and held open her arms. “ We're family, give me a hug”

Gramma gave Brook a big hug.

“Grampa around?” Kelsey asked.

“Somewhere, probably out at the cook out.” Gramma answered. “You know your grandfather. You never know where he is. He could have taken off on a ride. You two still coming over for dinner”
“Yes” Brook said.

“Gramma you know I would never miss your great cooking.”
Grandma just smiled. Kelsey gave her a kiss as her and Brook left with Maxie right next to Kelsey.

As they walked through the shop. They got some waves from the shop technicians.
They stopped to at a technician, Maxie sat at perfect heel. “Corey, have you seen my grandpa.”

“Last I saw him was at the grill, showing off his burger flipping skills”

“Thanks” As soon as they began walking Maxie was right with Kelsey.
They went out the open garage door. Into the large group of people. Again, Kelsey was greeted by a few of them as she and Brook walked towards the grill.
Stopping on the other side of the line of people. “Found him,” Kelsey said.

An older man with long gray/brown hair and a fumancu mustache that was at least 8” long was behind the grill. He was about 6'3” medium build but large arms.
He spotted Kelsey and smiled, motioning her to come around the back of the grill where he was.

“Hi, pumpkin” Her Grandpa said giving her a big hug. “Good seeing you. Again, it’s been so long”

“Grandpa It has only been three weeks”

“Three weeks is a long time for us old farts”

“It was longer when we lived in Japan.”

“Don't remind me, Plus I was younger then” He teased, looking at Brook. “So, who's This lovely lady?”

“Grandpa, this is my fiancé, Brook. Brook this is my Grandfather Jeff McClord Sr.”
Again, Brook put out her hand, Grandpa took it and pulled her into a big hug.

“Your family now” He said.

“Have you introduced Brook to your Grandma yet?”

“Yes, we just came from the office. Plus, we had to get mauled by the furry pack. Right Maxie?” Maxie looked up a gave a small woof.

“So, did you come to see your bike?”

“Well, yeah.”

“It is with all the others.”

“How's it? Kelsey asked.

“Mark did a good job.”

“He had better. You know how I am.”

“I know, Pumpkin” Grandpa said.

“Have you had anything to eat, yet?”

“Not yet.” Brook said.

“Grab yourselves a plate, and dig in. I'm not sweating my brains out for nothing.”

“Yes, Grandpa”
Both Brook and Kelsey helped themselves to some hamburgers and hot dogs. Chips, and water.

They sat in the grass and ate. Maxie laid between them. She laid her head on Brooks leg.

“She must know that you are something special to me. She's only does that with people she knows. Do you like Brook, Maxie?”
Maxie wagged her tail.

Finishing with lunch. Kelsey lead Brook towards the building behind the main building. All over it said, no trespassing, alarmed, Authorized personnel only.
Kelsey went to the side door. Using her own key card, opened the door. Kelsey turned on the lights as they entered.

Brook noticed a chill in the building. “Climate controlled?”

“Yeah,”

Brook noticed that there were 15 motorcycles, and about a dozen cars. Everything from a 40 Ford Coupe street rod to a Lamborghini Diablo.

“Are these all your grandpa's?”

“only 6 of the bikes are, and 8 of the cars.” Kelsey said.

“Oh, who's are the rest?”

“My families mostly, My Uncle Jeff has his at his shop.”

“Which one is yours?” Brook inquired.

“Which do you think is mine?”

Brook walked through the bikes looking over each one. After a few minutes of looking. She finally sat on a candy sea green Street glide. It had a razor trunk on it. A whale tail spoiler on it. It had a custom 23” front wheel, lengthened bags, and a pro-charged 120” V-twin motor. It was sitting on the lower frame.

“This one.” Brook said.

“Yeap, She's mine. That's Dads, Moms, Kalley's, Keira's, Kennedy's, Karla's, Keely's, and Kendra's.”

Each of them had been customized, Keely's was the most with wild paint, just about every piece on the bike was custom. Keely's bike was even more custom than Kelsey's.

“So how did you figure she was mine.?” Kelsey asked.

“Well I am learning about you, but I can see you blasting down the road on it.”

“You are getting to know me too well”

“I had better since I am engaged to you, but still don't have a ring.”

“Well I don't have one either.”

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

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