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Reggie and I drove off heading for Portland Maine. It seemed like a reasonable place to stop for a couple of days. Reggie was a true pixie. Since Joan had roadies to do the equipment toting, a pixie as a gopher was fine.
Reggie probably weighed less than my one hundred and ten pounds. Well one ten when I wanted to impress someone. It was sometimes a light in the ass one hundred and five pounds, but sometimes it was a too many donuts, one hundred and fifteen pounds. The heavier weight was also, when I didn't run or ride my bike enough.
She was a couple of inches shorter, but on her the full weight thing worked. She had a smaller frame, but a larger chest. She also had hips that made jeans look a hell of a lot better on her. All in all she was a great bait chick. That is the girl, a less gorgeous girl took with her to attract the men, So she would win them over with her charm or willingness to screw.
It wasn't why I allowed her to come along. I did it just because I thought she would be fun. Since I was putting her on the company expenses account, sort of, it cost me nothing to let her ride along. If she proved to be a bother, I could always push her out in the cold. Well maybe not, but I could ignore her easily enough.
We stopped at one of those pancake house restaurants for breakfast. All the chrome and glass places were wearing me down. Hometown restaurants might suffer from my absence, even when I got home. There was less adventure in chain restaurants, but also less gastrointestinal issues.
"So are you a permanent employee of the promoter, or just summer help?" I asked.
"Summer help, I'm a college student in the winter," she answered.
"Oh what college?" I asked.
"Do I have to answer that?" she asked.
"Of course not," I said. "I love a mystery."
"Good," she answered.
I took a better look at Reggie. Her hair was red and her skin pale, so it was probably her real color. It had also been enhanced, that hair color didn't come for God. It was to vibrant and there was a more natural color showing on her roots.
She could have gotten her outfit from my bag. She wore a tee shirt and jeans. Well she did have to wear a bra. She was much better endowed than me. Where I wore military style boots or running shoes, she wore leather slip ons. Her clothes fit really well, which led me to believe she came from money. She was also too well spoken to be a gopher for a rock promoter.
"So how did you land the job working for the promoter," I asked.
"Family connections," she answered. "My mom knows a lot of people, she is an accountant."
"So you had your choice of jobs and this one sounded like the most fun?" I asked.
"It got me out of town for the whole summer," she said.
"Ah that works," I said. "In our rebellion stage are we?"
"Yes, I guess that had something to do with it," she replied. After a moment to think she asked, "How about you, what was your path here?"
"Used to be in law enforcement," I said. "Now I'm hiding out from law enforcement," I had thought it was just a smart ass comment, but I realized there was some truth to it.
"Well, I'm glad you are here. You know you are quite the role model." she said.
"Hardly," I said "If you have finished eating, lets get back on the road. We need to find a cheap motel."
"Not too cheap, I hope," she added.
"I'll keep that in mind," I said.
The motel turned out to be an Econo-lodge at the first exit to Portland. I didn't even ask the rate for the double room, I just handed them the card. "You know I'm sure that Swamp Dog is going to bill the promoter for this room, so Joan is going to pay, sort of," I said.
"Good, then I don't feel so bad," she said.
"You know I don't believe for a minute that you cared anyway," I said. "I'm sure it would have ended up on your mother's credit card in the case of an emergency."
"Then why do you think I am here. I told you I'm not gay," she said.
"Well I figure you didn't want to be alone on the road and I was the only game in town, if you didn't want to go home. It okay I know that being on the road alone in a strange place is scary," I said.
"Regular Sherlock Holmes aren't you?" she asked.
"Hardly, anyway Watson bring in your bags and lets set up shop," I directed.
After the bags were in she asked, "So now what?"
"You bored already. Damn I'm the one who should be bored," I paused a moment then went on. "You ever take a run in the pouring rain?"
"God no, it sounds awful." she replied.
"Well if you have any running shoes that aren't designer type, or ones for which you paid less than a hundred bucks, you can come with me on my run. If not you can watch TV. You could use my computer, but it is password protected. Of course you probably have your own. I suggest Imaslut, com got some great pics."
It was a little cool out but I put on a dark long sleeve tee and a pair of gym shorts to run. I didn't were the running suit it would be miserable when it got wet. I might be a little chilly, but I could dry these rags out on the shower rod, if worse came to worse.
"I see you decided not to come along. That's a good choice," I said.
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