After that, we made love in every conceivable way in on and around that beautiful machine.My eyes misted over. Tom and I were both devastated when som... punks stole our beloved rolling iron, and went on to total it in their half baked crime spree. The fools had robbed three convenience stores a gunpoint before wrapping the Cobra around a tree during a high speed pursuit! Still, my heart pounded with happiness through my memory induced tears. There was a big cardboard 'For Sale' sign on the. Humph, she probably does half her work with closet gays as it is. I might let her stage me, or have you do it."I heaved my own sigh, "OK. Here is where things stand. I have a lunch meeting with her tomorrow. We are friendly, but I also know that her schedule is packed. Hopefully, Helen can help shift some of that load. One way or another, we will know by one o'clock tomorrow. So, go to Mass. See a movie. Take some time for yourself. Either I land her at the meeting, or I am well and truly. Now, here she was, undressing in front of him in the kitchen at 4:30 in the morning. It was surreal.Heather had finished undoing the buttons, but still clutched the shirt closed. She still looked hesitant and maybe a little afraid of what she was about to do. Then, having decided, with an obvious effort she stood up straight for the first time since she had come into the room. Striking a pose like a Roman statue, she opened the shirt, letting it fall from her shoulders and hang from her. Hope you like Italian, I think you do or what would you eat when you visit it? We arrive at the restaurant at the same time. I am wearing a sun dress and cowboy boots. you have to love the south. You are wearing a pair of baggy pants and a polo shirt. We make a cute couple. The restaurant is dead and we get our choice of seating. We select a nice quiet booth in a dark corner. You sit down in one of the seats and I slide into the seat next to you. You are kind of surprised because we usually sit.