.. in spades.Neeka must have spotted which vehicle the Sheriff was hiding behind because she suddenly swerved to the left and spun the tire. She barel... gave the group of people in the way time to make a hole before she screeched to a stop a few yards behind Sheriff Foster's unmarked car.Grateful not to be hurtling down the road at Ludicrous Speed any longer, I jumped off the foot-pegs as soon as the bike came to a stop. Unfortunately, I hadn't been too successful at maintaining a calm. "You have a very pretty accent," says one of the girls sitting at the bar. Her own English is heavily accented--Jamaican or Bahamian, maybe. The speaker is dark-skinned enough to be from any of those places or Africa for that matter, "Where is it from?"Anticipating my answer to the question brings a little frisson of fear to my spine, of misunderstanding and rejection, "South Africa," I say, wondering if I am not deliberately clipping my tones, "Johannesburg." My questioner's eyes widen a. ” “I can be glam, too, you know.” Her voice and look were tantalizing. “I’ll bet you can,” I smiled. “Can you imagine me as sultry and smooth?” she laughed. “It’s a hard image, considering how bright and sparkling you look right now,” I confessed. “But, I saw that over the past couple of days. I never want you to be sad again, Shania, but the truth is, you look terrific in black. Very glamorous.” “The biker boys liked black, too,” she said, looking over my shoulder into space. “But they liked. Since that day I had been able to repeat that event only a couple of times but the longing and the lust for this woman never diminished. This was my chance I thought to myself, my mother was dead so she'd never know it would be our secret. She was still sexually active if what my mother had told me about the "fancy Man" was true. Shit or bust I decided to grab the bull by the horns .. "Carpe Diem" "Maggie" I said casually as I came back into the room trying to hid my hard on. " I'll do your.