We set off the girls (four of them) in front and me bringing up the rear. They are good on a bike and soon i'm working hard to keep up. We've done abo...t 50 miles and they stop again.Thank god i'm knackered.Chloe one of the girls comes over and jokes how I haven't got much stamina.My reply is that i'm better in bed than on my 900.We'll see says Chloe and walks over to the others.I can't believe it we are in the middle of nowhere and the four of them are looking so damn hot in there leathers.The. Conversation was going well between Sarah, Kelly, and I. Joe was sitting and listening without saying much of anything. Every time we tried to pull Joe in the conversation, he would say a couple words then sit back quietly. Sarah and I were getting frustrated because he wasn’t picking up what we were trying to do.Sarah: Maybe we should go downstairs and watch a movie.Kelly: That’s a great idea.We have a futon in the basement that Sarah had converted to a bed. Joe was on the nearest side with. He wondered what they were going to do out there. He went to watch the boys pull up more tack strips.He hadn’t been watching for more than a minute when he was surprised to hear two engines start outside in the backyard. He went out the back door. He couldn’t believe his eyes. One girl was mowing the lawn. The other was edging the driveway. From the authoritative way they were using the equipment it was obvious that this was nothing new to them. He watched the girls doing the yard work feeling. The third voice asked, "Who's here?" Carter," the guy I was sucking announced."Jimmy," the guy I'd briefly sucked said.Names somehow made this more real.The unnamed guy asked loudly, wanting to clearly show his dominant side, "Mouth or ass, Coach?"'Coach?' I thought to myself."Ass," the coach answered... oh fuck. My heart sank down into my testicles. That was my coach. I played college volleyball and I'd know his voice anywhere. He was an ex-military ramrod who only had one tone of voice....