Stories tagged “Chopper Babe”

  • Chopper Babe Loses Hog

    The Tucson sun dropped beneath a vista of spiny cacti and craggy rocks when Marisa reached the base of Mount Lemmon. The Harley carried her many miles down the Catalina highway, but the fuel gauge still read a white bar or two. She gazed up at the remo...

  • Gas, Chopper Babes, and Jessica effing Bloom (Mature)

    “What’s your name?” the taller teen asked. He looked about seventeen, and wore an Arizona Wildcats sweatshirt. It was stained red with blood. He stood inches from the Jeep’s headlights. “Jessica Fucking Bloom,” she r...