There is a state route nearby, that had once been an indian trail, and now is lined with souvineer shops and aluminum tee-pees along with some of the ...ost breathtaking scenery and beautiful vistas. The only problem is the scenery starts a good hours drive from Susan's place.Did I mention my motorcycle had a solo seat and a pillion pad? A solo seat is a seat not unlike what you would find on a bicycle, but wider and with much better padding. A three or four hour ride can make you saddle sore but. "No problem. Though I hadn't expected so many people." I glanced to the shade, where Tina's sisters and cousins sat, drinking Coke and joking around with each other.Tina shrugged. "It's always this way. Why do you think I like Tucson so much?" I thought it was my charming ways," I said, raising my eyebrows in an obvious tease.Tina squeezed my hand. "There is that." So, any chance we could slip off... ?"Tina shook her head. "We'd be missed. But Dad'll fire up the grill later and the fireworks. ” you answer. Her face lights up. A smile appears on her face as she hurries from behind the bar.“You must be John!” she exclaims as she vigorously shakes your free hand, “I’m Mary. But most of the students here call me Ma.”“Ma…” you repeat ponderously. It has a certain ring of appropriateness about it. She appears to be in her late forties or early fifties; about the same age as most parents of college age students would be. You get the feeling that she is both compassionate and loving. But. Fir ek din vo apne ghar ki chat par thi to me b chat par gaya. Mene use dekha to fir use chodne ke sapne dekhne laga. Fir mene use normaly bat krna start ki fir usne muje btaya ki uske papa bank he aur pehle ye log delhi me rehte the aur ab yaha transfer hua to ab yaha rahenge. Dosto jb Neelam muje ye sb btari thi to mera dyan sirf uske boobs pe tha. Pehle din to koi jyada bat nahi ho payi. Fir next day me college jara tha to mene dekha ki Neelam kahi padal padal jari he, to mene apni bike dire.