Her hands became masked in fingerless gloves and she strapped her white helmet into place. The bold and prominent letters on the back read ‘R.M.Q. P...D.’ I straddled the seat and wrapped my arms around her. The engine grumbled to life. It revved twice before the roar became steady and she let the brake loose. The tires kissed the pavement and the rubber screamed. We sped along the side streets, swerving between parked cars. Slowly it came to a stop at the entrance of a real road. The cars zipped. "Well, I guess Leslie and Samantha kept you pretty busy the last couple of days. You must be pretty hungry by now."I hadn't thought about it but it was a good sixteen hours since we ate. "I'd love something." Too late for breakfast?" No, that sounds great."Mom got up and made a big production of bending over to get frying pans, eggs, bacon. It seemed that each thing she got was on the bottom shelf and took an extra long time to get. She finally started to cook some bacon and eggs."What do you. Gill's mouth lay open, gasps and groans escaping. Finally, she shuddered into her first orgasm. Her nipples looked so hard I thought they would burst. I bent over and took turns sucking them. Gill's orgasm subsided. She took the rocket away. She pushed my hand away and I withdrew the dildo. The bullet continued to vibrate, and aided by her contractions, it was soon laying on the bed, buzzing in its lonliness. We took a break. Another drink. A few lines. "Part two" Gillannounced. "You're going. Randall called his mom and told her about Aunt Rita's impending operation without mentioning any hoped-for outcome other than the successful removal of a benign tumor. Janice was at the farm that very evening offering to do whatever she could to help."Randall, maybe you should come home until your aunt is completely recovered."Jack interceded, "Hell no, Sis! We're depending on this young man to keep things together here while Rita's in the hospital. You wouldn't believe how much help he's.