And if the cot was for me, why was I cuffed to the wall? I foolishly tested the strength of my binds, and while I had a little movement there was no w...y I was getting loose. I heard the metal door creak open and two sets of footsteps start to come down the stairs. I heard soft female voices, recognizing one as the officer that arrested me and another I didn’t recognize, but held the same sultry southern drawl. My pants started to tighten again without my permission. They quieted as they. Namitha picked up a suitcase a little too heavy for her as she stepped on and in true indian cinema fashion she fell back but unlike the slow motion cameras I did not catch her instead she fell on me and my already hard dick from starring at her rested so firmly in her soft ass cleavage that when she got up a mould of my penis had formed on her leggings and ass which she quickly fixed and gave me a mean angry look.I sat next to her on the train as it pulled off from the station and when she. He was wearing a white v-neck with jeans. His brown hair was kind of spiky looking. Yet, it was so cute!"Hi, did I make you wait? I'm sorry," I apologized."Ah, no I just got here. So where do you wanna go first?" he asked."I think I would want to go to the movies first but if you had another place in mind..." I said, letting my voice trail off."No, I didn't have a place in mind so, what movie do you wanna watch?" he said, running a hand through his hair."I was wanting to watch a random zombie. "Here is the deal an old man in County seat build this in his home shop. I want another one built but this time I want it made from a regular bike. Actually two regular bikes. I want a full suspension mountain bike for the frame. Take the rear wheel off and mount two 20" wheels on it just like these are mounted. Remove the chain drive system completely. That's all you have to do. I'll bring you the two bikes this afternoon if you can do it for a reasonable price." Let me get a pencil to sketch.