“Don’t worry. No problem as long as it doesn’t become louder.”She kisses me on the cheek since my head has resumed its prior position. My eyes...restore their glazed upward glare.She skips out of bed. “Must rush. Some of us have work to do.”Great, she’s leaving. Another advantage of Sunday opening at Waterstones.Nina is on her way to the en-suite and I confess, I allow my gaze to fix on the French curves of her bottom where they join her slender legs.She starts the shower and returns en route to. She opened her bag and threw her cellphone in. ‘Hey… ummm…hi,’ a voice spoke to Allison. She whipped around in surprise. It was late-dude. Allison had nicknamed him after he had been late to every lecture the first three weeks. He had dirty blond hair and bright blue eyes. His hair was a little disheveled and his clothes were a little wrinkled. Allison stared at him with surprise, her mouth slightly open. Late-dude continued talking, ‘I have been wondering all semester… if maybe you’d like to. Then I want you to use my ass hole as hard as you can and then beat my ass untill its bright red for your plesure Daddy. I said no..... I can't hurt you the way you want me to. Then she went ballistic. She took the full force of her young little body and pushed me on the bed jumped on top of me and said yes you will you will hurt me and you will enjoy it do you undrestand daddy? thats your job now to give me the pain I need!. Ok yea she's all fucked up in the head but if thats what she wants. I had to agree with Sandra as they all looked like they were brand new, and when I checked several of the odometers there was less than ten miles on most of them. This was beyond anything I had ever seen before. There had to be a million dollars in Harley's in this bay and like her, I couldn't find any numbers on any of the ones I looked at. I looked at some of them and to a one they all still had the rubber tits on the tires. I knew none of them had been ridden or these would be worn off..