Right now, he was a bit concerned with the military response to the situation and he knew that his group would be a prime target for "mopping up" the ...ay Zero zone of operations. Still, things could have been worse because he was certain if they had stayed in their old headquarters, they would all be numbers on someone's board right now. At least, as long as they stayed loose and mobile, they could survive to fuck another day.The six bikers he had acquired in trade for Juicy were all availing. Drawing closer, it began looking a lot like Helen's BMW.Sure enough, as I drew closer I saw it was hers. Helen and Gerald were standing in front of the car, looking helplessly into the opened engine compartment. Pulling up in front of them I stopped close to where they were studying the dead engine. Shutting down my rig I climbed carefully out. There wasn't a lot of traffic on I-90 here, but it was all traveling fast, 70 MPH or better, and I didn't want to play matador to some farmer's broken. I didn’t know what I wanted her to do next; my whole body burned for her touch. “I would have done this at the club, but we didn’t really have time.” Lia’s hands went up and squeezed my breasts. I groaned and leaned my head against the door as she kneaded my tits and teased my nipples. I sighed in disappointment when she withdrew her hands, then I heard the rasp of the zipper and my dress slithered down my body to puddle at my feet. A strapless dress meant I hadn’t worn a bra, so I stood there. "You look just like him." He said, brushing the last droplets of water off his right leg with his towel.I smiled politely, and nodded."So I hear." No really, you do look exactly like him except for the grey eyes."He said.I shrugged my shoulders. My father was a very handsome man. 48 years old and still as cut as he was when he was our age. Picture Sam Worthington with gray hair and a crooked nose from a bar fight up in Dewitt County. That's my dad, and I guess me too."Tell your pa I said hi.".