.. Seeing the Black Bull pub, the designated finishing post, appearing rapidly in the distance Julie allowed herself the luxury of glancing back under...her arm to see where the other rider was. Seeing a speck behind her she laughed into her helmet and dipping the clutch, grabbed a big handful of throttle causing the large bike to rise onto its back wheel. Keeping it there until she knew the bikers outside the pub had seen her wheelie she dropped the front back down before turning into the pub. He even had the coffees poured and waiting.“I’m paying,” he said. “So no false pride bullshit, okay?” I shrugged. He’d be paying for damn sure. I sure as hell couldn’t afford it, not even a cup of coffee. I did have three dollars left in my pocket, but that was strictly for emergencies, not for luxuries like coffees at the Rooster.“If you can afford it,” I said.“No problem big guy. I’m fucking rich. I could help make you rich too if you’d let me. But you’d have to have half a brain to allow me. That picture in the mirror of us dancing will remain in my dreams for eternity. When the song was over, I went to take a shower and put on my PJ`s. I looked so adorable. We started flirting and he gently pushed me against the wall and started kissing me. I was teasing the hell out of him by running away. I finally went into the bedroom and laid on the bed. He followed and we really started kissing. It was so sexy when we put our mouths together and took each other`s breath. Our clothes. She never lost the baby fat that time. For me, I knew just what would happen to me, and how bad that was, and I was not about to let that happen again.We made a compromise, to go three times a week, Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, in the early morning. We did an hour workout, although they ended up pretty much separate. Marilyn liked walking on the treadmills, which I just couldn’t do anymore. I spent most of my workouts on the Nautilus machines. Aside from the upper body workout from pumping.