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felt the same way. He smiled that cocky smile one last time and gunned his engine. The roar was deafening and I yelled and squeezed my eyes shut as I put my hands to my ears.
    When I opened them he was speeding off, the single light on the front of his bike fading off into the distance.
    As the light disappeared I realized I hadn’t even given him my phone number. He hadn’t even asked. Well. I decided that if through some miracle I did ever manage to see him again he was going to have to work for it. I’d teach him to ride off without a word after we… After we did… What we did.
    I breathed a sigh that was equal parts arousal, relief, and burning disappointment as that light eventually faded away. I stood in the parking lot and watched until it was entirely gone from view. Then I hopped into my car and cleaned up as best I could. It wouldn’t do for me to walk through the door with some strange man’s cum all over me. There was nothing I could do about the shirt but I could at least wipe off my hair and face.
    I figured I’d had my little adventure that I could add to my fantasy reel with my vibrating pal and that would be it. I figured I had my memory of a walk on the wild side with a dangerous biker. I figured that was probably the last I’d ever see of Reno.
    How wrong I was.

Chapter 3: Cop’s Daughter
     
    I was exhausted when I got home. The combination of dealing with those bikers, stress was one hell of an exhausting thing to deal with, coupled with the usual stresses of working all day in the Freeze Hut was such that I felt like going up to my room and collapsing.
    The television was still on in the living room. I smiled as I passed by from the front door. I could see the light from the television reflecting off of my dad’s head, the way it always did on nights when I was out late. I was still a little surprised that he stayed up when I was out late these days, but at the same time it made me feel warm and fuzzy inside that he was still worried about his little girl even though I was all grown up and in college now.
    “I’m home daddy,” I said. “You can go to bed now.”
    He turned and smiled. I was always surprised at the sharp contrasts in my father. His buddies from the force said he had the kind of face that would make a criminal confess in a matter of seconds, but I’d rarely seen him do anything other than smile.
    When he wasn’t smiling I usually wanted to be very far away though, so I could understand what his buddies said even if I had trouble believing it.
    “I hear you had some excitement at the boardwalk today,” he said.
    I stopped, a chill running through me. How could he possibly know? No one was around. Everyone was gone when Reno showed himself. Panic welled up in me even as I tried to school myself to calmness. Panic was the last thing you did around my father when you were trying to get away with something.
    Only logic helped just a little. There was no way he could know what I’d done or who I’d done it with. He was probably talking about the bikers coming to the boardwalk. That had to be it. I prayed that was it because if not I was about to get a yelling at that would still be echoing around the neighborhood a week from now.
    I moved into the living room and perched on the couch arm. I quickly schooled my expression to one of disinterested worry. The last thing I needed was to act suspicious around my dad and make him think I was actually hiding something. He had a keen detective’s mind and it wouldn’t be the first time he started putting things together when that was the last thing I wanted him to do.
    “It was okay,” I said. “The bikers didn’t cause too much trouble.”
    My dad shook his head and frowned. “They really need more guys down on the beach. There’s no reason why we should let those assholes take over the boardwalk like that. It’s dangerous and terrible for tourism.”
    “I don’t know, some of them were nice enough,” I said.
    I wanted