Questions filled my mind as I lay there. I was Mary Beth Anderson now,the girlfriend of a biker gang leader. I was dependant on him foreverything, so ...hat freedoms could I get on the road, when he decided totake me with him.After I had made him breakfast in the morning, he went out for a fewhours, again not telling me, then returned to the garage to work on hisbike. Curious about what went on in there, I looked through my extensivewardrobe and chose a short pink and black pleated tartan. Wow, that's kind of freaky: she's getting off on pictures of me in a baseball uniform when I was fourteen years old! Did she have the hots for me then? No, that's impossible. I guess she just likes a good picture of me.Susan clicked through several other pictures from a folder Alan had of some of his favorite digital images through the years. She lingered on the ones of him, and especially on the ones of him and her together. Then she gave up looking at the screen altogether as she drew closer. .Thank you!" She moaned as she started to lose control of her body."Are you ready to order or do you need more time?" Deedra asked as she gave us a knowing smile."I think we are ready. My daughter is going to have the pasta with Italian sausage. She would like the whole link unsliced and she also would like two meatballs with it. I will have the Chicken Alfredo. I will also need another glass of wine as well." I said as I sipped on the glass.Deedra walked away and looked back and smiled at us.. They kissed passionately, her hands exploring his manly back and tight arse, his hands were trying to find the fastening to her dress as he stuck his tongue deep into her waiting mouth. She guided his hands to the zip at the side and he unzipped her. She slid out of her dress as they continued to kiss and as she did so she undid his trousers and reached for his already bulging cock.He pulled her up slightly and slid his hand between her legs still kissing her passionately he slid his fingers.