GRAND TOUR - JACKET - BLACK

PART 12 - CHAPTER 6

The sound of the V8 engine is a pleasure to hear. On the small mountain roads, we are like two lovebirds in a cozy nest. But I quickly get carried away by the speed, and what was supposed to be a romantic ride turns into a rally stage. The turns keep coming, Angela strokes my neck, life is beautiful. But in the rearview mirror, a German sports car seems eager for a challenge. The 200 horsepower of the old Ferrari struggles against the 510 of the approaching C63. I need to be precise, take the right path, and rely on my driving skills. The Ferrari is a true racing car, close to the ground, but so quiet that it doesn’t make a sound. The sports car behind gets closer and closer until it hits my rear bumper. What the hell is going on! This reckless driving feels far from civilized. These guys have something against me. Angela, still intoxicated from the night before, doesn't seem to be bothered by the situation. She slips her hand into my pants, gets excited, kisses me, and I let desire carry me away. I miss the turn, crash through the safety barrier, and we plunge off of the mountain, her soft lips still pressed against mine.

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