I decided my next move would be to somehow lure the bartender up here without making him suspicious. There was a knock on the door and I pulled my pis...ol. It looked like Bill was going to save me some time."Come in." I didn't sound anything like Mrs. Turner but it was good enough for him to open the door. He was holding a bag I assumed held the night's receipts. He saw the gun pointed at him, dropped the bag and raised his hands. I motioned for him to sit down and he obeyed."Your boss and I had. After 5 minutes her boss said to try another position but she refused saying that I would be coming to pick her up. And agreed to come here every day to enjoy the show. As she was leaving I quickly packed my camera and went out. Then I knocked the door and my mom came to open itMe: Mom why are you sweating?Mom: Beta, the Ac was off and we had to make an important presentation so we did it in the hot room.I knew what my mom was hiding. Moreover it looked like she had recently changed her dress,. I need to liberate myself. The pressure inside me is becoming unbearable. I walk around and I see a canary yellow and black 530KTM motocross bike on a stand. It was well-maintained and standing there like a prized possession. It is polished and on display. I walk over to it, running my fingers along it, feeling the smooth paint job and the leather seat. A thought fills my head, I have always fantasized about pleasuring myself on a motor bike, why not a 530KTM? I straddle the bike backwards and. Placing it in her hands, I continued, "You might want to examine this."Amanda turned the box over in her hands, finally catching a hint of the fact that there was far more happening here than I had previously let on. She glanced at me, and then, turning her complete attention to the task at hand, she removed the cover from the box and removed its contents - a small case covered with Burgundy velvet. She gave me another glance, and then opened the case to reveal the treasure within - a.