"She's in her bedroom," she said. "She said to go ahead and send you back." Thank you," he said, heading that way."Would you like anything to drink, J...ke?" Carmella asked him. "Or perhaps a snack?" No thanks," he said curtly, not looking back at her.He opened the door to the bedroom — a room where he'd spent many an hour in sexual overload — and beheld the enigmatic actress sitting on her bed. She was dressed in a red velour robe, her pretty legs crossed in a lady-like manner. Her hair was. The cheap Chinese engine was like an old mechanical big ben alarm clock. It would run most of the time but it sure as hell didn't hum. I let it warm up for several seconds before killing the choke. I locked the clutch with a bit of inner tube before I pushed it in place for the trailer. I could easily lift the loaded trailer, even so I manoeuvered the bike to the right spot for the bolt up. The house was locked and everything turned off when I ran my check list.1.Gas tank full- extra quart in. “Would you like to stay again then?” I asked her as we cuddled, she smiled again and I have to say her smile melted me, “Oh yes please, Can I?” she asked, “mums always too busy and you give me such nice attention” she said and her lips met mine again but this time she put her tongue into my mouth, playfully I started to suck on it which made her giggle.As I held on to her arse I could feel my cock digging into her belly, she didn’t mention it but also didn’t object and it was nice having her. Do you know where Green Gourmet is? On King? Okay. 15 minutes." She looked at me. "Get re-dressed, we're meeting Gordy. He's quite excited." I'll bet."Gordy was already waiting. A year younger that I was; about the same height. "You must be Patrick, I know that's Rachel." Too right, Gordy." We clasped hands."I'm really glad to meet you." And I'm glad you're coming to our – uh – engagement party." Rachel held out her hand."I thought it was for the panel report." That, too. It means we can count.