I Slapped a Biker for Scaring My Daughter Until She Told Me What He Did

Instead I heard him coughing. I heard something heavy hit the floor inside. I heard him yelling her name.

He came out of that door with my daughter wrapped in his leather vest like a bundle.

His beard was smoking. His arms were burned red up past the elbows. His pants had melted to his leg on the right side. He was holding her against his chest with continue reading …