Maxine POV
The bike was in good condition. Tank looks after it well. I changed the oil because I didn't know when he last did it and because it was a little dark. I topped up the brake fluid that was a little low and did a general tinker. Still, little for me to really do on his bike. I had a good look over it and came up with an idea for a paint job, but I would need to draw it and show it to Tank before I started.
I rerolled the swag, now it had a few hours in the sun, and removed the clothes I had washed off the line, folded them, and took them upstairs to our room.
It was getting late, and I thought Tank would be back soon, so I headed downstairs to see if they needed a hand. On the way down, I stopped short and listened.
"You should have seen them, going at it. Tank hangs longer t
