Concert Hall
"I hope I didn't keep you waiting," Michelle apologized. "The Maestro was there and he simply had to give me some complements on my skill."

"Don't sweat it, babe," Amora rolled her eyes under her helmet. "I amused myself a little while you were inside. Ready?"

"Ready," came the tinny reply as Michelle now wore a helmet as well. She folded her arms around Amora's midsection, and with a dramatic roar of engines the two were off like lightning. ... Continue