How One Motorcycle Unexpectedly Changed My Destiny, Forever

From the Secret Diaries of Taylor Cecelia Brook

Mar 11, 2025

And as he sat on his motorcycle, revving the engine, he looked me in the eyes and didn't look away.

It was early October and D and I had been playing our Dom Sub game for 6 months at this point.

Never really reveling too much about our personal lives while revealing EVERYTHING about our sensual lives. Over those 6 months, we had grown into friends… while we had started with just benefits, we had definitely crossed into the territory of Friends with benefits. Kind of backwards, but it was what we both needed.

We had both been scarred and traumatized by the cards life had dealt us. But we both kept going every day, despite what we had faced. His childhood abuse, trauma from his ex-wife, and shit he saw first hand while in the Marines. My Childhood neglect, which has been the catapult to my communication challenges, my rapes, and my trauma with Lily/Joey.

I had NO idea that those 6 months were building the foundation of what would become the road to our success.

It was Saturday Morning. I was sitting in my music chair, literally a little white chair with black music notes all over it that I bought in the height of the Wayfare Human Trafficking Drama, sipping my energy drink, and listening to Lucy do 3 year old things.

I had already sent D my morning pic like I did every morning, but he wasn’t awake just yet. My phone lit up and my heart skipped a beat when D woke up and saved the day's nude I had sent. It made me feel like the hottest girl in the world.

Anyway, I open my snap

D: 🔥🔥😈😈 Good Morning Babygirl
BG: Hehehe good morning Sir
D: How are you?
BG: Oh good, just chilling and happy I have the day off. Wbu?
D: I’m ok just trying to figure out some things
BG: Anything I can help with?
D: Ugh, I just bought a Motorcycle, but my dad can’t go with me with his trailer, so if I drive out there, I have no way of getting the bike back.
D: And I have Iz, and I can’t get a baby sitter on this short notice. And my dad and step-mom might watch her, but again, I don’t have a way to get the bike back.

I knew he didn’t have any friends. He literally had no one in his life outside of me, at this point. He had stopped sleeping with anyone else somewhere around the middle of summer. Ergo, he had no friends to go ask to help. I left him on read for a minute or two to mull over what I wanted to do right now.

I was holding back SO MUCH. I wanted to offer to help, but I was worried about crossing a line. It was like my brain knew I would be.

I had 2 options.

Be the person I’m absolutely not and keep the mask of FOB, and tell him you’re sorry. And be done with it.

Do I be the person I truly am, and ask Joey if he was cool with me helping “Tara” get her motorcycle and drive her car back.

There was a line in our relationship that once crossed, there was no going back.

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BG: If you’re comfortable with me driving your car or paying for gas in mine, I can do it. But only if you and Iz are comfortable with that. I’m fine with her riding home with me.
BG: Or maybe her grandparents? But either way.
D: Really?! Like you’re for real?!
BG; Yes lol Just tell me when and where

Joey, being the odd human that he is, was completely fine with me going and helping my Fuck buddy (that Joey thought was a girl), pick up a motorcycle…. I would be gone for hours and he would have to watch Lucy… but God forbid I take a shower while my kid was awake. It was mind boggling to me. I had worked myself up into a tizzy just to ask Joey about it because I KNEW he hated solo parenting. And then he was fine with it. He was never on the same page with himself. Constantly contradicting.

Anyway, D was flabbergasted that Joey was totally chill with me spending 4 hours alone with him. He kept asking me “Man Joey is cool with this? That’s awesome.” I remember feeling the guilt seep into my bones. It legit felt like some chemical part of me was changing every time I lied. My gut became dark. It was hard and cold. Like the guilt was seeping into my bones as cement and settling into concrete. But I just. Kept. Lying. Even if it was going to give me an ulcer.

I arrived at D’s house and that was the first time I had EVER seen him with the Energy that he was in. It was the excitement of a boy. He showed me a rare side of him that almost no one ever gets to see. He radiated swirls of blues and green that almost seemed to giggle with glee. The smile that came with it was one I had never seen before, lighting up his whole face.

My heart cracked.

I felt so torn.

I knew if I let myself dwell in that energy, I would fall for him. So I pulled as many walls up as I could and threw on my aloof mask, and kept on acting how someone without feelings would.

We spent the whole 3.5 hour car ride just chatting and smoking and vibing to music. We knew we had similar tastes in music but we didn’t know HOW similar it was. It was one of the fondest memories I have. Sitting in the car with the windows cracked, the breeze caressing my face everything now and then.So exquisitely high that the high itself, the vibe, the energy, were ALL intoxicating. My anxiety melted away.

He learned that day I could rap almost any Eminem song and that we both had a secret love for country and divorced dad music. The whole time, his hand was on my leg. Lazily caressing my thigh, sending zaps of electricity to my core AND my heart. No one had ever really just touched me like that while chilling.

It was one of the clues that later would become part of my realization light bulb series I had when getting divorced. For D, his light bulb was “when I realized I was completely ok with not getting road head” 🤣🤣 he said he knew in that moment, that he had feelings for me. It made him realize that he enjoyed me in all ways. I was more to him than just someone to sleep with. The thought didn't even cross his mind while we were driving because he was enjoying our conversation so much.

I sat in the car while D and the dude did the usual, pre buy inspection shit. The seller had left the title somewhere and he had to leave and go get it. That meant I would be home past Lucy’s bedtime. I had to call my ex and make sure he was fine with it.

He Was.

Screech, my husband who did everything in his power to NEVER solo parent, was completely fine with me helping this “chick”. I know it was only because Joey was under the assumption that D was a girl. Like what?!

And I knew then, our marriage was not going to make it.

While we waited for the seller, D started fucking around on the Bike and revving the engine randomly. And then he started really revving it.

As he sat on his motorcycle, revving the engine, he looked me in the eyes and didn't look away.

That stare bore directly into my soul. It was dark and sensual but also so sweet and soft. I couldn’t look away and it was the first time in my life I didn't look away. I kept looking back. It was one of the most emotionally and physically charged moments of my entire life.

The electricity is zapping between our eyes. The buzzing golden and blue energy that went from me to him, directly via the earth's floor, was so warm and addictive. It was the tether to our souls snapping in place. It was our Avatar tales joining as one. Our “mating bond” became official.

It all scared the fuck out of me that I finally faced that fear. With THIS man.

No one. No one. Had compelled me to do it before. I've never been more determined to tackle something so suddenly.

That moment.

Everything changed.

Forever.

IN THAT MOMENT, I knew I was in trouble. In the most deliciously terrifying way. But I couldn't stop it. I had to know what lay on the other side.

There was no stopping the pull.

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