Thats a Deal
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Day 5 (12) –Duke and Lani
Lani took Duke back through the lobby to a service door. Her white wristband opened the electronic lock, he noted. Beyond was a plain corridor, and an elevator. She hit the button, then plastered herself to him against the wall while they waited. Her body was tight, and soft and shortly he was panting with lust. She only stepped away when the car arrived. She dragged him on and hit 'B4'.
He looked at the bank in amazement. How deep does this place go?
"Just how big is this place?" He asked.
"It's ... pretty big. Like an iceberg, more underground than above."
"Wow. You'd never know by looking at it."
She looked at him oddly. "You wouldn't, no."
The doors opened onto another hallway. This one with many doors on either side.
She marched down to the right, never letting go of his hand. At a door marked 'B436' she stopped.
"It's a little small." She warned as she unlocked it. "But I'm sure we can make do."
Everything here is electronic. Is that a good thing, or bad?
She wasn't kidding. The room was ... tiny. Narrow bed, small desk with a laptop, and chair. Closet on one side, open bathroom door at the far end. A couple of large posters showing mountain vistas covered the walls. They made it seem less imposing. A single full-length mirror beside the bed.
She pulled him inside and closed the door. Hungrily, she pressed herself to him, against the wall right by the entrance. She pulled up his shirt, shoved her tongue in his mouth. She was all over the place.
"Whoa! Hold up!" He pushed her back.
The wild, pleading look in her eye reminded him of Tammie.
Hmmm, wired like my cousin, perhaps?
"Go sit on the bed." He directed.
She flounced over, laid back, spread-eagled herself. Licking her lips, she traced a hand down, played with her pussy though the bikini bottoms.
"How do you want me?" She teased.
It's like that, is it?
"Kneel." He intoned. "On the edge. Sit up straight."
She blinked at him. He bored a hole in her skull.
Do it!
A moue escaped her lips. She pouted, but complied.
"Now what?" She whispered.
Duke grabbed the chair and sat. "Now you tell me what's going on."
"What do you want to know?"
"You're a staff member. You came out to the pool with the express purpose of finding me and getting me back here. Why?"
She wouldn't meet his eyes.
"Suki told me to."
"She told you to—what exactly?"
"She said I was to tell you I'm your 'reward' for getting off to a good start."
"And she can do that? Just order you to offer yourself to me, and you have to obey?"
Holy shit!
"No, she can't order me. She said..." Lani finally looked at him. A calculating smile crossed her lips.
"She said she had a hot guy, Diamond member, who deserved a reward. She said she and her daughter were busy, but if I agreed to fuck you ... she'd owe me a favor."
"So that's what I am? A favor?"
She stood, strutted over to him.
"Oh no. You're hot!" She untied the bottom string on her bikini top. She leaned over, it fell forward off her tits. Small brown nipples perked up.
"And you're my age. There aren't many younger staff members here. I don't have any friends." She untied the other string. Her top fell to his lap.
She straddled him, sat on his lap.
"No friends, right!" He scoffed.
"None among the staff. The older women look down on me. The guys just want to fuck me. It's fun, but no one cares about what I want." She brushed her tits across his face.
"Yet, Suki says 'hey, fuck that guy!' and you're all over it?"
She leaned down, kissed him. He grabbed her arms, pushed her back.
"Stop it! Answer me."
She sighed, made to stand up. He held her in place.
"Just relax." He ordered. "Answer my questions. We'll get to that."
She wriggled her bottom. "Promise?"
He cupped a tit, thumb brushed a nipple. "Sure. Now spill it."
She looked away, debated.
"I thought it would be fun, you know? Get away from home for the summer. A month, at least. We got an upgrade for doing it. One month for each of me and my sisters in exchange for platinum membership. Lori took June, Ana-July and I got August. Both of them said they had a blast. Got laid constantly! Made a few friends among the guests. Came back home looking even better."
"Um, what exactly do you do here?" He looked around the room.
She giggled. "I'm a dancer."
Sensing a punchline, he asked, "What kind of dancer do they have at a place like this?"
"The kind who fucks the customers, silly. I have a place in the Club. I dance up on a platform. If a customer wants to spend time with me, VIP room or whatever, they have to pay. I split thirty-seventy with the hotel. After my third month, I'm even. After that, it's fifty-fifty, and I do what I want. Two more summers to go."
A stripper and a whore. And she—
"You like doing this?"
"Hey, it beats a lot of other summer jobs! I get laid, which is awesome, since I'm so horny. I make a lot more money than I would elsewhere. My dad's happy, his membership got upgraded when we agreed. We only got it when we started working here. I do meet some people, but ... I dunno, I never seem to make any friends."
"How... ? Why... ? You..." He stuttered.
"Look," She stared right into his eyes. "I'm sixteen. I work as a stripper, for fuck's sake. I'm the youngest here, by several years. I like cute guys, decent ones anyway. They're who I wanna be friends with. It just never works out that way. People come here, they cut loose, ya know? They aren't looking for a new friend, just another fuck-buddy. And when men use me for their pleasure, it makes me so fucking hot! But, mind-blowing orgasms get old when it's never someone you care about, like a friend or family member."
"And, Suki's not just another staff member, you get that? She's a really good psychologist. She knows how people tick. She's got pull. I thought her daughter was my friend, we hung out when I first got here. Then it was always, 'let's fuck that guy' or 'threesome with him' or whatever. I realized she didn't care about me, just about the fact that having another girl meant even more sex for her. I don't do much with her any more. Plus, I leave on Sunday. My month is done."
Duke was confused. "And ... So, you agreed to have sex with me? I don't get it."
"Oh, well, I'm kinda babbling." Lani smiled. "You're my age. That's a plus. Not too many guys my own age running around; looking to hang with me. I work all night, by the time I get up and could go out by the pool or something, it's too late in the day. And no teenager has the money to afford hanging with me in the Club. Suki warned me you're a cool guy. I figured, get you laid at least once, and you might be up for hanging out, too."
She lifted up, unfastened his shorts. "Plus, the whole 'Diamond member' thing sounded hot. I haven't had a shot with one yet. The sex is supposed to be amazing!"
She pulled his shorts off, knelt between his knees. He'd been hard for most of the conversation. She'd felt it. She hefted him.
"Well, fuck me! This fucking log is enormous." She licked him. "Tasty, too."
She covered the head with her mouth, began licking and sucking. Her hands pushed his shirt hem up. He caught on, took that off as well.
Damn, that woman's a manipulating bitch! Using this girl like that is wrong!
Lani spit on him, started jerking his shaft along with her sucking. She really made a meal of him. She'd move down, suck his balls. Then lick all along the underside. She discovered just how sensitive his glans were. She tickled them with just the tip of her tongue for a long time. When the skin was beet red, swollen with need, she dove her mouth back on him. She bobbed and stroked like his cum was water and she was dying of thirst.
No need to hold back!
He felt the first stirrings of orgasm, let himself cum. His first blast made her jerk, but she gamely kept sucking. He gave her a full load, which she desperately attempted to swallow. By midway through, it was dribbling from her lips, running down her tanned body. When his tremors subsided, she stood. Her fingers scooped what she could find back into her mouth. She looked at him expectantly, eyes wild with fuck-need.
"Turn around." He spun a finger.
She cocked her ass at him. He reached up, pulled the ties on each hip simultaneously. Her bottoms fell away, revealing a moist, dark-brown cunt and asshole. He pulled her into his lap. She got her legs on either side of him, positioned her pussy just above him. She dripped juices onto the head. A wiggle and he was nudging into her.
"Fuck! You're so big!" She hissed.
She dropped down, his head spread her open.
"This is gonna feel so good!" She moaned.
She started working up and down. Every down-stroke she took a bit more inside. By the time he was fully sheathed in her body, she was screaming and thrashing about.
"Oh, your cock is so big! So fucking awesome! I'm ... cuming already!" She gushed.
With plenty of lubrication, he lifted her body, let her drop again. She looked back, found his stare on her ass.
"You, oh! Like my ass? Shit!" She rocked her hips, enjoying how big he was inside her.
He smacked a cheek. "Like it? It's amazing. I'm gonna fuck it in a bit."
"My ass? No! Please?" She wailed.
"Oh yes! And you'll be begging me to cum non-stop."
She licked her lips involuntarily. "I love your cum. So, so tasty!"
"I'll bet you do, whore!" He spanked her ass.
Her eyes rolled back. "Yes! I'm such a little whore!"
He pulled her back, grabbed her tits from behind. He found her nipples and squeezed. She leaned against him, held herself up so he could hammer his cock into her from below. She wrapped an arm around his head, the other hand found her clit. She was multi-orgasmic at this point. An explosion flashed through her loins every thirty seconds or so. Her body shook. She trembled with the effort of staying in place.
"Tell me!" He hissed in her ear. "Tell me what favor Suki promised you to fuck me."
"I'm, oh! Getting bigger tits! Oh! Oh!" She panted. "They're too small. Oh! Said I can have D-cups! Big, oh! Sexy tits! Fuck!"
She came again. Her fuck-juices rained down his dick, puddled in the chair between his legs. He sped up his thrusts. It wasn't gonna be long now!
Her head flopped back, eyes unseeing. His prick battered her pussy into submission.
"She never said you fuck like a champ though! Damn! Don't stop! Don't ever stop! Fucking! Me!" She shouted at the ceiling.
Another cum flashed through her. He cored her body, balls-deep and released. He roared his orgasm, cum filled her womb. Blast after blast until a white mess collected around his cock. They moaned and yelled together for a long moment, riding out their mutual pleasure.
Lani came back to earth, found Duke's dick still hard, still flexing within her. She reached down, played with her stiff clit. She found the mess of jizz and scooped some up. She licked her fingers clean.
"Holy fucking shitballs batman!" She exclaimed. "You're amazing. My whole body feels on fire. Fuck me again, please!"
He spanked her while she milked his shaft with her cunt-channel. She continued to scoop semen from their messy genitals.
"Damn that's a fine ass, girl! Time to fuck it!" He warned. "Stand up."
She swooned, struggled to obey. When she slipped free from his shaft, more jizz ran down its length. She spun around, licked him all over. She chased every drop of cum from his dick, balls and even groin. She stood there, bent over, panting, face lust-filled, eyes blazing.
"Turn around." He said, patiently. "Time to fuck your ass."
"Oh!" She moaned. "I ... was hoping you'd say that. I'm dying for it now."
She stuck a hand down, masturbated. He directed her back into place. He held her cheeks open, while she held his dick. She pushed, relaxed. He was so big, it took almost a minute to get the head past her anal ring. When it did, her eyes bugged out.
"Shit! Ow!" She screamed.
"Bitch!" He spanked her. "Get your ass on my cock you whore! Make my dick happy."
"Oh yes! Sir!" She mumbled. "Fuck!"
She slowly moved up and down. It took some time, but eventually she was bouncing on him. She took a little more than half easily. Her dirt-pipe was so tight, he realized a good squirt of cum might ease things down there. He stared at the junction of their bodies.
Fuck yeah!
"Fucking whore!" He grabbed her hips, shoved deeper into her and came. Several shots of jizz filled her rectum.
She nearly toppled over. His dick in her ass and her hand massaging her clit sent her over the edge again.
"I'm! Your! Whore! Sir! Ah! Fuck!" Juices splashed across his balls.
He held her in place as his cum worked its magic. By the time she could think again, her body was already involuntarily fucking him even harder.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" She called in time with his thrusts.
He grabbed her legs, lifted her up.
Wow, she's so light! Or am I just that much stronger now? Fuck, who cares?
He spun the chair sideways, so they faced the mirror.
"Look!" He ordered.
"Aw, fuck!" She exclaimed.
Her body was splayed open. Her fingers spun on her love-button. Her pussy was dark-purple with arousal. Fuck-fluids coated her from belly button to almost her knees. Her ass stretched obscenely wide around his massive cock-shaft. A milky coating of jizz and cunt-cream frosted the base and his balls. It was the lewdest thing she'd ever seen. She looked like a total fuck-toy for him.
"You like that, Lani?" He taunted. "You like being my personal whore?"
"Oh yes! I'm yours! I'm oh! Your fuck-toy! Mas-ter! Fuck!"
Her body spasmed, thrashed. He nearly lost hold of her legs. He humped madly, her hand mashed down against her clit. He braced the chair against the desk for leverage. He lifted her up, cradled her entire body between his arms and chest.
He slowed his fucking, found a plateau of pleasure.
I could go all day like this.
Lani never really regained her senses. Her eyes lidded in ecstasy, she stared at him in awe. He used her ass for his enjoyment for a long, long time. Every so often, he'd let himself cum. Just a couple cock-jerks. About a quarter his normal load. Just enough to keep her ass lubricated and her body out-of-control horny.
"Tell me. Everything." He demanded.
"What. Else? I already. Told you." She panted.
"Why did she pick you?" He asked.
"I told you. I'm lonely. Little whore." She replied. "I have. One dad. Two sisters. Mom's gone. Ran out. Years ago. Dad prefers. Fucking Ana. No friends. At school. Everyone knows. I'm a slut."
"So she thought, what exactly?"
"How. Should. I. Know?" She asked.
"What did she tell you?" He groused.
"You're different. Dad too. I 'reward you'. I get. New tits. You're a. Good guy. I get. Invited to visit. Check up. On you. Maybe stay. Oh fuck! Love. Your cock!"
Oh shit! Checking on us at home? How deep does this go?
She blinked, realized what she'd revealed. "Please?" She pleaded. "I have no friends. Can I come stay? I'll do anything. For you!"
"Anything?"
She met his eyes. "Anything you want. Use my body, big brother! Ah!"
Oh fuck!
He'd never had a sister. The thought short-circuited his rational brain. He roared, stood up. He body-slammed her down to the bed, never lost his space in her bottom. Flat on her face, he pounded his dick in her ass. Heedless of her cries, he rammed himself deep. She flopped around bonelessly.
Dimly, he heard her begging. "Cum! Mas-ter! Fill! My! Ass!"
He saw stars, he fired a bucket-load of cum into her anal chute. He filled her completely, his cock spasmed for what felt like an hour. She moaned and encouraged him the entire time.
"Use my. Body! Cum! Fill me! Up!" She babbled.
Mine! My whore! All mine! He grinned evilly. He fell forward, collapsed on her back. He passed out.
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One has a split, two make a hole. Or Hole-sum family fun for mom, dad, and me. Done for a quickie cum by Oediplex 8==3~ Dad with golf, got a hole in one; Mom fucking, had a hole for two. They let me watch while they had sex, And that's when I got my first screw! My father was teaching me the game of golf. I was eighteen and green when it came to the links. I was not as innocent when it came to puttering around with the girls. But I still hadn't sunk my club up to the...
That Mirror: AdamNCourtneyB Part 2 Body SwapWe are going on three months now, time continues to fly by. My wife and I haven't stayed in our own bodies for more then a few hours. Just long enough to goto work complete the day and rush home. We have hardly left the house, I dont think either of us wanted to spend a moment away from each others company.That is until this week, my wife has a old friend and her husband going to stay with us, It had been planned for nearly a year. Its a annual event,...
There is one thing that no man – regardless of age or experience – can forget. His first complete sexual experience. In that I am like all of the rest of my gender. The only oddity are my relatively young age at the time and who it was that got my cherry.I'll also add that this is one of those “no shit” stories. It really happened the way I'm telling it and the ages, jobs, and even names are accurate. The statute of limitations has long since passed. Moreover, I'll go to my grave...
All right, as I sat and languished in my jail cell over the following few months I had to admit that there were some things that didn't make much sense to me. More a collection of unanswered questions than anything else; that I knew I'd have to know the answers to sometime. The first thing that didn't make much sense to me, was why had Jeanne's friend Elaine Peters stood in the dock that day and claimed that it had been she wearing that little red dress and who had enjoyed a liaison with...
Up in the mountains of Northern California lies an old Spanish mission turned hacienda. It was carved out of the live rock by Indian slave labor well before the name 'California' was thought of. A bit east of Big Bar a winding road leads north, into the rough country. Where Big French Creek Road abruptly turns back on itself a rough trail continues deeper, deeper into the mountains. Eventually the trail stops before a wall of hand-fitted dark stone blocks, five stories tall. It reeks of age...
I hated Em, and hated even more that I was stuck inside the cramped dorm room with her for the whole senior year at high school. I hated cheerleaders in general, but her even more. She was a bitch, that pretty, perfect looking kind of girl everyone took for an angel, with long, blond hair, full lips and boobs that drew every male’s attention. She flaunted her toned legs on high heels every opportunity she got and never needed to pay a single cent when she went out. She played everyone around...
BDSMI've been away too long, a busy life has dragged me away. But just to let you all know that I am still alive and kicking, here is a simple little story. No sex in this one. I was sitting at the bar of the Holiday Inn in Eindhoven, Holland. It was about 9:30 on a Thursday evening in November and I'd just come out of the restaurant, and was sipping my beer and watching the world go by. A guy came and sat on the next bar stool, I glanced his way. He looked the average travelling businessman....
My wife cheated on me once. Once was enough. I'm sure she thought she had everything covered and was quite surprised at the way I handled things. The build up was the usual story, married for fifteen years, things had gotten rather stale. We drifted apart, spending time in the same house, under the same roof, but in separate rooms though. She grew distant from me. I noticed at some point that we were no longer partners, no longer confidants, no longer lovers. She left too many clues. I picked...
So there I was, kayaking through the beautiful waters of New Zealand, when lo-and-behold I got myself lost. I was searching for a series of caves I'd read about that were allegedly filled with bioluminescent glow worms. Photos made it seem like a scene in Avatar, and although I didn’t like the movie, I couldn’t help but gawk at the amazing visuals like everyone else. To see their real life inspiration would be incredible. The man I rented my kayak from told me there were guided tours once a...
Monster SexChapter 6 – Erica Tells Her Side My name is Erica Simms. This is how I totally fucked up my life. I’m not a raving beauty or centrefold type, just a girl-next-door. Like Evan, I guess I’m just average, which is necessarily a bad thing. I’m not the big, busty blond who spreads her legs for anyone. I’m only about 5’2′ and weigh in at 105 lb on a good day. My breasts aren’t huge, little more than a handful. Evan always said that size didn’t matter. Evan and I had grown up together and been best...
Note to readers, if you want lots of wham, bam, thank you mam then this isn’t for you. Part 1 deals with what happened and why, 2 & 3 deal with the aftermath. This touches on depression and attempted suicide, subjects I’m all too familiar with. If this subject disturbs you, I suggest you pass this one over. ***** Chapter 1 On my way to Monday classes I had to stop at my girlfriends’ apartment to pick up some items I’d left there yesterday. I got to the 4th floor and opened the door, using...
So there I was, kayaking through the beautiful waters of New Zealand, when lo-and-behold I got myself lost. I was searching for a series of caves I read about that were allegedly filled with bioluminescent glow worms. Photos made it seem like a scene in Avatar, and although I didn’t like the movie, I couldn’t help but gawk at the amazing visuals like everyone else. To see their real life inspiration would be incredible. The man I rented my kayak from told me there were guided tours once a day...
That Duck Was Pissed! Part One Wetzel, a popular high school friend of mine and me use to set together in class and although I had, had the boyhood exploration, experimental gay attraction encounters when I was in grade school, I was never! in lust with anyone like I was with Wetzel. Wetzel was a comedian, very energetic and one hell of a looker. He had honey brown hair that he kept so clean that you could count every gleaming strand. His facial features were...
That Duck Was Pissed! Part One Wetzel, a popular high school friend of mine and me use to set together in class and although I had, had the boyhood exploration, experimental gay attraction encounters when I was in grade school, I was never! in lust with anyone like I was with Wetzel. Wetzel was a comedian, very energetic and one hell of a looker. He had honey brown hair that he kept so clean that you could count every gleaming strand. His facial features were...
That Duck Was Pissed!Part One Wetzel, a popular high school friend of mine and me use to set together in class and although I had, had the boyhood exploration, experimental gay attraction encounters when I was in grade school, I was never! in lust with anyone like I was with Wetzel. Wetzel was a comedian, very energetic and one hell of a looker. He had honey brown hair that he kept so clean that you could count every gleaming strand. His facial features were smooth and delicate and very!...
Part 1. ...I lay back as they worked intently on my swollen, dripping erection; my next door neighbor and his sister were splitting the labor between them, she running her tongue sloppily along the back of my big shaft, drooling almost as much saliva down my rod as the cream their actions were drawing up from my balls, which was flowing in a wide stream over the purple rim of my painfully-stretched dickhead, and on down the front of my thick shaft; while he was jacking the lower end of my...
BisexualHello friends. Hope you guys liked my last episode. If not please go through it for a hint of what and how things happened (). This might feel like a little different than the last story as my views changed after that incident. So after that day whenever Richa was alone at her place she used to call me and we used to fuck our brains out. We have had sex almost everywhere at her place and it was always exciting. But soon I started realizing that she wasn’t hungry for sex its the excitement...
"Don, I want you to meet Rachel Connors." Mr. Fox started to introduce me to the beautiful raven haired woman standing beside one of the two armchairs in front of his desk. "Actually, I'm back to being Rachel Wells and Don and I know each other. How have you been, Don?" The woman said after my boss had introduced us. "Things could be better, but nobody wants to hear about my problems. How have you been Rachel? Crushed any men's self-esteem lately?" I asked the woman who had crushed...
“A fucking lady? No way; how, why?” I babbled, shocked.“Lady, darling; the word is always capitalised,” Cyn, my girlfriend of four months, clarified, “I’m Lady Cynthia Fortescue-Smythe, second daughter of Edward, the Earl of Battersea."“And you are me telling this, why?” I asked, as we lay, post-orgasmic, in her Knightsbridge apartment wrapped in sheets which were, apparently, cut from Egyptian cotton of astronomical thread count.“Royal Ascot silly; we are going tomorrow, and absolutely...
FetishIntroduction: Okay this came faster than I thought. If you watch porn regularly, then you probably know about the incest section, where moms fuck their sons, dads fuck their daughters, brothers fuck their sisters, uncles fuck their nieces, and&hellip,aunts fuck their nephews. All the porn videos and sex stories I had seen and read involving specifically aunts and nephews were running rapidly through my mind, creating perverted scenarios that could result from my catching Aunt Jennifer and Maria...
Before I met Sean, I'd never considered sex with another male. The social mores of my childhood had infected me with a virulent strain of denial that reason failed to cure. The lashing taunts of my schooldays still cut to the quick: "You fucking-puffter", the ultimate shaming.I had just turned twenty and needed perspective. After two years with Milly, I had become someone I hardly recognised. I enrolled on a psychology course in the search for even the hint of an answer. I was hoping for...
BisexualSo there I was, roaming the Irish countryside searching for an abandoned church I heard about online, when lo-and-behold I got myself lost. This particular church was noteworthy because it still had intact stained glass windows, despite being several hundred years old.The exact name of the church eludes me but I heard it was haunted by some sort of wailing spirit that drove everyone away. The village surrounding the church relocated and time wore it down to nothing. Only the church and its...
SupernaturalWith an acknowledgement to Willie Nelson’s ‘I Just Dropped By’ for the idea (but not the detail, of course!) ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE ABOVE THE AGE OF CONSENT FOR SEXUAL CONGRESS (18). * Gary had a busy afternoon contacting as many of his regulars as he could. Some grumbled at him a little but his relationship with almost all of them meant that they still finished each call on good terms. Before leaving time he called Molly again and requested a copy of his own existing contract....
With an acknowledgement to Willie Nelson’s ‘I Just Dropped By’ for the idea (but not the detail, of course!) ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE ABOVE THE AGE OF CONSENT FOR SEXUAL CONGRESS. THAT OLD HOUSE Gary Simmonds is a forty-five year old divorced man. He has two daughters aged nineteen and twenty-two who, when not following their own interests and desires, live with his ex-wife and her new husband. The new husband was the reason for the divorce, so Gary was, not surprisingly, not keen to...
So there I was, roaming the Irish countryside searching for an abandoned church I heard about online, when lo-and-behold I got myself lost. This particular church was noteworthy because it still had intact stained glass windows, despite being several hundred years old. The exact name of the church eludes me but I heard it was haunted by some sort of wailing spirit that drove everyone away. The village surrounding the church relocated and time wore it down to nothing. Only the church and its...
"I went to work for her that summer, teen-aged kid so far from home. She was a lovely widow woman, hell bent to make it on her own. We were a thousand miles from nowhere; wheat fields as far as I could see. Both needing something from each other, not knowing yet what that might be." Garth Brooks Chapter 1 It seemed to 16 year old Billy Mayfair that he had been on this bus forever already, yet he was not even half way there. It was a long trip from Fresno, California to South Dakota,...
Part OneFor ten years I had dutifully ridden behind my husband on his Harley. God what a noisy machine! I like quiet. My helmet broke some of the potato-potato-potato noise, thank god, and for a long time I wore earplugs underneath; that helped a lot. Then my great aunt died and left me with some money. Not a huge amount, but enough that I felt like I could splurge on a motorcycle of my own. I got a Honda Gold Wing. It is wonderfully quiet. In fact, with my helmet I could almost pretend I was...
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