Breaking the law comes at a price..
Thumping beats, with her foot to the floor, Late again. It was now ten to four. Smoky eyes, a mirrored reflection, A quick pout to ensure perfection. Approaching sirens began to sound, Checking her mirrors she glanced around. “Shit,” she muttered, and pulled to the side. Impatiently waiting, in her new ride. She unbuttoned her tartan, red shirt, Her darkened lashes, ready...Read On