A small voice in my head kept telling me, “What if the story was somehow real?” I didn’t think I would ever forgive myself if I didn’t at leas... try. So I opened up the tailgate and grabbed a furniture dolly and a 6’ ramp I brought with me. I managed to get the dolly under the bike with a lot of effort. Unfortunately, I wasn’t strong enough to push it up the ramp into the truck. I had a tie-down strap I could use like a winch to pull it up, but that would take a lot of time. So I decided to try. “We could wrap you in the tablecloth to get you out of here.” Laura kissed Greg and held him as tightly as she could manage. Finally, Laura broke away and reached for her bra and panties. There were only three tables with customers when they left. Laura saw them all staring. She gave a bit of a wave, almost a bow. The owner ushered them out and wished them well. “Today is on the house.” > > > > - - Lunch with Artsy Tuesday had Laura on pins and needles. They would meet at Gilly’s because it was. Like after she would masturbate.We dont have sex much, so I know she likes to masturbate at times while I am sleeping. She didn't seem too upset. I told her occasionally I would come on her panties, but that I mostly like to get her panties as soon as she took them off. "Thats why you are always around when I am changing" she said. I said yes that is why. Almost like a light went on...she said if you want I will put them aside for you as long as you promise not to come on them...I agreed. Wow. Taz worked for a big shot lawyer as his personal aid, but Chet's sudden death from a car crash brought her to his remote cabin he'd bought with the insurance settlement when their parents also both died in a car wreck. She planned to sell the place after Chet's funeral then catch a flight back, but something just couldn't let go of Chet's place. Now Taz was alone in life now and sole owner of one beautiful cabin in the middle of nowhere, no neighbors, no friends and worse, no phone. Her cell.