Chapter 1579 A Crazy Racing Strip:>>Ep2

• I went for the race brief that was required and listened to the usual safety and track limits and all of that sort of stuff that was routine. There was nothing surprising that was said and after the 30 minutes or so we were all dismissed. I had a quick chat to Steve who raced in a few of the series during the weekend. He was nice, 25 years old, quite tall, short dark hair and a decent body. As most of them did during sunny races they walked around with their racing suit unzipped and around their waist. I did sometimes wish I was a guy as I slowly boiled in my suit and I always rejected their offer to "feel free" which was the politest way they knew of to ask a girl to "get her tits out."
• I went back to the van and went inside. "All sorted?" Dad asked.
• "Yep, the usual," I replied as I took my coat off, "Bike ready?"