I went in and had a chat with the farmer. Then I checked the bike out, took it for a test ride and then settled on a price. I then threw the bike into...the back of my truck and covered it up. By then it was late afternoon. I stopped at the diner for a late lunch and by chance the Sheriff was in the diner having a coffee and hitting on the waitress. I introduced myself and had a pleasant conversation with Sheriff Baxter. He looked fat, lazy and incompetent. The Sheriff gladly gave me a tip on one. Looking deep into his eyes, “Jamie, the way you make love to me is unlike anything I have ever experienced ... Erotic and exciting, yet gentle and loving; all at once.”“Could it be that no one has ever made love to you the way I do, because no one has ever loved you the way I do?”Our lips lock again, and while our tongues intertwine, my hands move to his belt. Two can play at this teasing game, and I’m about to get a little payback. When I get his belt free, I fumble loose the fasteners on his. She knew what he liked and disliked, she knew more about him than he knew about himself. She also knew what could turn him on. On their wedding night, she wore a pink negligee which barely covered all that needed to be covered. He got hard immediately thinking of that night and how hot Stella looked that night. He pushed those thoughts away. He had a lot of work to do and very little time. He drove into the driveway and parked his car. The house was still dark. Thanking God, that Stella wasn’t. He was back at his condo which when he first rented it was classified as a studio apartment. Later the owner decided to convert the building to condos and Joe purchased his. Joe took a shower and changed into casual clothes. He placed a call to Greg Emerson at Custom Motorhomes.When Greg learned who Joe was and that he wanted to come in and see his motorhome, Greg told him he could come at any time as Greg would be there all day.At the dealership Joe met with Greg and in shaking hands Greg.