Her normally light complexion had that healthy dark tan, I mentioned. Eventually, the Sunday came and I drove out to Uncle Bob and Aunt Marie’s house. I replied, “It’s my idea of a biker chick outfit. So….how about Sunday-July 7th? Other stuff looked too elaborate to imagine people actually wearing it. Tony is okay, but I’m friends with his sister, Jill”
Jim thought about it for second then said, “Yea, probably. You know, looking like a “biker chick”. I was putty in her hands and she molded me into all kinds of positions. She asked, “Would you like to hang out with me? What’s a rally?”
“It’s a big gathering of bikers,” she went on to explain it to me. I know the lust was still blazing in my eyes. Shannon took me back into the dressing room and had me strip. Jim leaned over me as I lied back on the lounger.
