She made a big deal about how much she's going to miss me, and is going to be lonely in a room by herself, and can she please come and sleep in our bi... bed sometimes. I had fun teasing her that if she comes to sleep in the double bed, then you can sleep in her room to make space for her. That frustrated her plan entirely. It was funny listening to her insist that it would be okay if all three of us stayed in the one bed. She might be a little bit lonely for me, but it's you that she wants to. There were some good shows, and everything you could imagine was on sale. I mean, like everything." I can't believe you'd actually ride a motorcycle all the way out to South Dakota and back," Driscoll snorted."That was the best part of the trip," Emily smiled. "Just being out in the wind, looking at all the scenery going by. It makes for some long days, but we took our time and took the back roads from the other side of South Bend on. It was so neat being out with my Harley on some quiet. " No, really!" Really! I was in the amateur theater group in college." You're kidding me." No, I'm not!" she said, slapping me playfully. "Why won't you believe me?" I don't know, I just never thought that you'd be an actress. You're a writer." So, can't actors write?" Maybe, but writers can't act." Why not?" She was amused by that discussion, in her best mood."Because. I can't act." So what? Maybe other writers can." Right. I don't think so." Welles could." Welles was a genius," I replied."Oh,. She thought about her scheduled copulation with him and imagined herself in his embrace, and she thought about the parts of his body that caused her wetness.She thought about his hands. In her dreams, those hands that wielded a mighty steel sword and gripped it with the strength necessary to kill men during the fray were caressing her breasts and molding them at his will.The arms that could slay savage and powerful men in battle were lifting her up and down effortlessly upon his mighty.