Those things really happened to you, didn’t they?”“Yes,” I croaked. “Eighty years, ten months, and twelve days. I lost my first wife, Rebecc..., to cancer. My second wife to a deteriorating heart. I left behind a son and a daughter and four grandchildren, one of them pregnant. And I can’t even call their faces up in my mind anymore.”“But you don’t remember bidding on Desi’s virginity or learning to play the guitar,” she sighed. “Jacob, I’m so sorry. Sorry for all your losses, I mean. But I am so. After 20 minutes, I heard a familiar noise, in the distance.In seconds, seven Harleys cruised around the leafy bend. Seeing my distress, the bikes pulled up next to me.“Need a hand?” he drawled, as he pushed his goggles up, onto his helmet.“Shit!” They were a group of Desperadoes. Craig had said that they might attend this year, as one of their favorite bands was playing on the Saturday night. We’d seen them a couple of years previously, at a different rally, when they had ransacked a beer. Usually these are incident free but this time she found time to do a bit of teasing and i thought i might share her latest adventure.The story began the morning she was due to leave for home. She was staying in a hotel that was opposite a building that looked as if it was undergoing some major renovations and had been awoken early by the noise coming from the site. When she got up she opened the curtains to the balcony doors and was greeted by the sight of two guys working on the scaffolding.. Anything you need. Im not sure if she caught on to my implications as she just smirked and said ok. After lunch we went and got coffee and then to the movies. We caught a early slot for a romance comedy. I didnt really pay attention as I kept looking at her and trying to keep my hands from touching her. Halfway during the movie I notice that the armrest was up and her sexy legs were fairly close to my hand so I carefully leaned over whispering in her ears thats totally me while patting my hands.