Then again, though she was kind of snobby, she was pretty hot. She had very long legs considering she was only a little over five feet tall. Her hips ...ere wider they they probably should have been for her frame, which gave her a sweet ass that didn’t sag an inch. Her stomach was flat and held her perky tits perfectly. Her chestnut hair fell just past her shoulders, around a pretty face that probably wore too much make-up and made her look a little dirtier then she probably wanted to. At least. The final straw was when my cell phone stopped working.What to do? Where do you go when you've lost everything? You can't go home, can you?My brother met me at the bus station. His handshake was powerful, making me recall the reason I had let my gym membership elapse; lack of time."What brings you back to Millville, Cliff?" Dave asked as he tossed my expensive luggage in the back of his truck, next to a can of gasoline. Was that a tone of sarcasm in his voice?"Sorry I didn't make it to your. "You almost made me come just then." I scolded. "You sexy girl." I want to. I like touching you... being naughty like this with you. I've always wanted to."Her eyes were warm liquid, the pupils wide as she confided her most secret desire.I began to explore her body. She raised her knee to make it easier. My fingers found the center of her and circled, then pushed a little way in."It's not slippery." I told her. "My finger would slide in easier if it was." Mnnn. Rub my little thing for a. Even the dealers were distant, the nearest at forty miles away. Second hand machines were at a premium. I took a deep breath and forked out four thousand pounds for a new, five hundred cc, Royal Enfield Bullet.It was exactly what I wanted. The registration letters, ending KAO – Kilo Alpha Oscar – led me to dub the machine 'Oscar' and once I'd told the grands that was its name, it stuck.Oscar gave me back a freedom I'd forgotten, and re-entry into the world of bikers. I couldn't go many places.