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"—You’d swear the guy’d never seen a girl fix a motorcycle before," holding the small beer bottle by its neck with her thumb and forefinger, Lexi gently swished the liquid that was left inside it around as she sat on the balcony outside her apartment. "The amount of pictures he was taking when he thought I wasn’t looking. I wouldn’t be surprised if I find all my photos on some low-key kinda fetish-y lesbian porn site in a couple months time — DykesWithBikes, something like that." Looking back over her shoulder slightly to momentarily flash a grin up at him behind her, she then replaced it with an innocent smile, lifting the bottle to her lips again to take another drink. "You’re into kinky shit like that, Mr Gray, so you’d know, right?”
