It was not the first time that the city manager had expressed his distaste over a council member who would ride to the meeting on her Harley, like she...d done this evening. She'd been doing it since the weather turned decent in the spring, but after the kid reporter from the Hawthorne Telegram had run a picture of her and the bike on the front page he'd started to needle her about it."Actually, I think it's kind of neat," Daugherty smiled. "I remember the old Indian I had when I was a kid. I. I remember short hair, black leather boots and her coat tails flapping in the wind. She looked very angry.When she passed Libby and Yvonne, Yvonne screamed, "Look out!"Donna skidded to a stop, turned and threw her bags to the ground. Then she cocked her fists. I thought 'What the hell?' Donna was no match for the girl bearing down on her, who was not only much taller, but heavier. I rolled down the window and watched. Connie had her door open, watching intently.The girl, who we later learned. His feet hovered a few inches above the tile floor and by leaning forward and continuing to push Pete literally flew the length of the hall only to realize he hadn't given any thought as to how to stop and he barely had time to throw up a telekinetic shield to cushion what otherwise would have been at the very least a debilitating, and more likely a fatal, impact. He rebounded off the wall rolled to a stop.After picking himself up he found that he only had to run half the length of the hall and. And he loved it. The thrusts got deeper and faster, and the two of them started to make more and more noise. The boy moved his lips towards the girl, and they shared a few long, wet, passionate kisses, before the boy moved one of his hands down, to rub her clitoris while he was still thrusting in and out of her. When their lips separated from each others, they both let out loud, intense moans, with the pleasure now being so intense, and so uncontrollable, that it felt as if none of it was even.