‘Let me see.’ I sniffed c***dishly and turned my head away. Jeanie narrowed her eyes and scowled. Call me psychic, but I think I knew my act was...wearing a little thin and I lowered my hand, letting her inspect the damage. ‘You’ll live.’ She finally said. I grunted and turned my face toward the couch. ‘I’ll get you some ice.’ If it meant that we could overcome this whole ordeal and go back to the way things were, I gladly would have accepted my punishment, bearing my shiner with pride. But. My mind increased the speed and I was in a mad frenzy, forgetting all about my release and focusing on the stranger pounding my walls from behind. I imagined him hitting me with one hard thrust and I was thrown into a fit of strong, powerful orgasms causing me to cry out rather loudly."Oh my God..."I fell into a heap on the floor and tried to catch my breath. I remembered the time and place and got up in a hurry forcing myself out of my orgasmic stupor. I cursed myself once more for not taking. She drew her head back a little and our eyes locked, it was like one of those moments you see in the movies, where the two stars were about to kiss. And while it felt right, we pulled away from one another by a knock at my bedroom door.‘‘You need to start this fucking barbecue before I throw it over the dam fence.’’ I heard my alcoholic dad say.I started to get up but Mandy grabbed me before I did and we kissed, “I love you” Mandy said.“I love you too.”She then pulled my pillow and rolled back. Hop on the back of the bike and watch and listen to what I doand say." We rode around the neighborhood; and I demonstrated thetechnique. When we returned to my drive I turned her loose. Abruptupshifts and downshifts eventually became smooth.We worked on braking without significant suspension compression. Sheabsorbed everything and tried anything. She would be a different riderat the Pocono meeting.As I put the bike away, Becca's touched my arm. "Mr. Barton, could I seewhat you look like wearing.