Asking Permission

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Dashawn I did it. I was really nervous but I did it. I took Al out to show him our bikes. We had all different kinds. Choppers, cruisers, street bikes, offroad bikes. There were trikes and ATVs, touring bikes, standard bikes, scooters and small training bikes for the kids. “This is awesome," Al said. “I thought you’d like to see all these. I still have to show you the antique Indian, but we can see that tomorrow, and we can go on that ride.” “I’d like that. You know, I was a little taken aback when Sammy said she was dating you. She isn’t much of a dater. Then when she told us you were her boss, and also part of an MC, I had my reservations.” “I can understand that. MC’s have a stigma. A lot of them are pretty dangerous. We are pretty dangerous, but we aren’t outlaws. There

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