Kendra Kharn
Date published: June 23, 2025 at 5:53 pm
I picked her up just after 10 a.m., the engine already warm, the day full of possibility. She stepped out in all black — helmet in hand, snug jeans, fitted jacket, and that unmistakable spark in her eyes. Confident, radiant, and completely unmissable. She smiled and said, “Ready when you are.”
She climbed on behind me like she was born to ride, arms slipping around my waist, settling in close.... Read More.