"You're gonna have to walk away from me. I don't care if Landon starves to death!" I panted selfishly.She then took a deep breath and removed her hand...from my sloppy pussy, using it to stop me from stimulating hers. She put her head on my shoulder then whispered, "discipline... dis-ci-pline..." I'm not sure if she was talking to me or herself but I'm sure we both needed it at that moment. I held her there for minute before she picked her head up and gave me a quick but passionate kiss on the. Since the brake up she had been working where I met her, trying to stay out of the Motorcycle world. She said she was glad that I was open minded. I thought to myself even if I would have to deal with the DB’s, she was a fine piece of ass and a great ride. I was getting into my 30 something years and she was comfortable and obviously knew the life of a biker. I looked over at her and said just don’t lie. I can deal with a lot of stuff but lies piss me off. She looked nervous for a second and. Was this the part of the job description of this waiter or is it that we get ourselves into situations that leads to this. I have to seriously think about this when I am back home. Currently, I had to deal with the waiter. I politely told him thanks and told him that I will take over from here. He smiled but continued to drain of water from Riya’s hair. Riya was dripping wet all over her body. The waiter then wrapped the towel around her hair.He then took another towel and started wiping her. “Oh it’s you now is it Miss Jamaker! Well it’s a bloody madhouse here I can tell you!”Unobtrusively Jamaker put together her breakfast of shredded- wheat; scrabbled eggs with fried mushroom and coffee from the sideboard and perched with her tray in her usual corner.While the radio was quietly burbling music in the background Jamaker ate her breakfast without her usual enthusiasm.It was not long before she had walked across the cobbled yard and entered the stables.“Morning Miss Jamaker! Juno’s a.