EJSTNP - 0001

Stuart runs his hands along the elegant curves of the motorcycle; an old 2038 (great year) chopper.

Runs like new.

"Gorgeous body."

"Thanks, I've been working out." Ann gives him a wink.

Stu laughs; turns red. "What brings you to sell such a beauty?" he asks.

"It takes all eyes off of me," she leans forward exposing her cleavage to Stu, "and I can't have that. So how's 5 million sound?"

"Five million? Your ad said twenty."

She brushes her hand against his cheek, "You've got a good face."

Stu pulls out a roll of 100k bills, counts 5m, and hands it to Ann, "Pleasure doing business with you."

She gives him the keys. "The pleasure is all mine, Stuart."

He mounts the bike and starts the engine. It lets out a satisfying growl and puff of exhaust.

Stu peels out leaving behind only the smell of burnt rubber.