“I really am needing a different kind of ride,” she continued, quietly. “My husband, Jason, has been gone for almost two weeks and doesn't get b...ck till the end of this week.” She looked down and crossed one delicious long leg over the other, allowing her foot to sway back and forth. She continued, “And when I ride my bike, it rubs me -- down there, you know -- and I get frisky. Know what I mean?” Cal smiled with a leer and said, “Yes, I think I do. Sometimes, when you ride your bike around. I believethis may come down to legal proceedings and I must be certain of myfacts.My best friend is Victor West, more normally Vic (at school he wascalled Beetle, just look at his initials) and he is married to Christinawho everyone knows as Tina. They married a couple of years ago and Iwas Vic's Best Man. I must admit that I had my doubts as to whether hewas making the right choice, Tina always seemed very bossy to me, butwho am I to make choices for my friends? He seemed happy enough and. I was introduced to everybody, including the siblings, and I sat down in the proffered lawn chair. I was offered a Coke which I accepted gratefully. There was some general conversation led by Mrs. Andrews. I read her mind while she talked to me, and that helped me to prepare suitable answers. Okay, I confess, as much as possible, I tried to give her answers and comments that reinforced my position. I could tell that she expected that, but that was what any girl would have done in my position. I. “Hang on a Sandy!” I urged her. “He,s big and youndon,t wanna lose him!” I suspected a large northern pike had taken just before she pulled it from the water and soon she was in a real battle with the heavy fish.It Wasn,t easy trying to fight the deep running fish and the dark sky made it even harder to see what was happening, but Luck was on her side as I helped her hold the rod accidentally grabbing her left tit as I did so. Five minutes later I was holding the ten pound beauty up to show her.