It never really occurred to the small woman that her idea of "thrills" weren't completely used as well as she thought. The speed and agility that Maxine was moving the bike was making her just as fiery as any drug, party or sex partner could. And Reiko loved it. She gripped the other woman tightly as she made her way around the cars. It wasn't a shock that she screamed loudly, laughing as she did so. The thrill was intoxicating.<br/><br/><span style="color: #A4C099">"Do it again!!"</span>she half screamed, half cheered.<span style="color: #A4C099">"I've never known life until now. I must have a bike!"</span><br/><br/>Though, the clumsy girl would more than likely kill herself on a motorcycle than flying around while being shot at. She couldn't stop grinning. Reiko couldn't stop giggling and grinning as she sat on this bike. A whole new world has been made visible to the young woman. She couldn't help but to feel like this was the start of an almost perfect friendship.<span style="font-style: italic">Fuck friendship. The pants are coming off tonight.</span>Reiko wanted to start getting on that. A problem of height was definitely showing. The five foot three woman was just not tall enough to nibble at any of the good spots. She pouted a bit.<br/><br/><span style="color: #A4C099">"So, we gunna drink any time soon? Girl has to party some."</span>