Now I'd actually encountered one. It wasn't me that drove her insane, but it was exciting to hear about just the same.Her voice brought me back to rea...ity. "So you see, we are both in the same boat, in a way. But with your help, I have a plan to free both me from Ken and you from Maria." Tell me," I said, still struggling to comprehend what she was saying."Easy, we will get Ken and Maria together. With luck, Maria will dominate Ken and keep him so busy, he won't have time for me. And keeping. We packed a couple sets of jeans, tee shirts hit the road. It was a typical summer week and the ride was wonderful. As the miles from home got more and more she would occasionally slide her hands up and down my back, tickle my neck, reach around for a quick feel. As the day became dark we found a nice little town, stopped got a room , cleaned up, changed and rode to a little bar which also had a few bikes parked outside. The place served food so we ordered and began to drink some cold beers.. ‘No need for the apologies, Sir.’ I manage to keep my voice stable despite my embarrassment of being called a lady. I know that I have grown amongst the noblemen and ladies that are in my mother and father’s social circles, however I was always referred to as the child or Alison, never have I been called a lady. David must sense my discomfort and he reaches for my hand and squeezes it gently with his own. The carriage lurches forward with a start and then we start to roll away. I realise now. I'm the one who's been tryingto convince everyone not to ditch you. Trying to convince them thatyou'll soon snap out of it. Well fuck you. Fuck off before I beat theshit out of you myself." I had ran out of patience and was happy to seehim turn round and stagger away.I walked back into the venue, looking for Becca I wanted to make sure shewas ok. I saw her ahead of me facing the other way."Hey Becca..." I started."I WARNED YOU TO FUCK OFF..." she yelled as she turned round and grabbedmy wrist..