Lilly

Lilly was stopped at a gas station, filling her yamaha xvs950 midnight star at the pumps, streaching her legs and shaking them a bit after a two hour drive. She was trying to decide if she should keep going or if she should stop and rest for a bit. But first things first, she needed to fill her bike, then fill the gas jug she kept on the back of the bike in a saddle bag for emergencies.