I told them not to spend all day out and she said that they were only going to one store anyway.I went upstairs to wash off all the grime I accumulate... on my body. As I finished rinsing off, the doorbell rang. I tried to quickly dry myself off, but it rang again, so I wrapped a towel around my waist and went down to answer it. It was Evie!Evie was a friend of Laura's, in town for the Thanksgiving holiday during her freshman year in college. Evie and Laura were friends from the neighborhood. Traffic was light. The motorcycle was loaded and ready to roll. But four co-eds pleaded for goodbye lovemaking with him: Phoenix, Devon, Bonnie, and Mallory.Dave spent quality time with each of the young women, naked and embedded deep inside them as they also romanced each other. Dave was tempted to stay indefinitely, but he had miles to go before he slept.He rolled out of Baton Rouge about eleven in the morning, and headed north, again staying off of the Interstate highways. Just after five. Oh, well lets get it over with, was my only thought, though I was interested in her take on things. She took the light hearted approach,"Well I guess you wont ask me for that fantasy again," I think she expected me to laugh, I didnt. "So your going to pout all the way home." she continued probing for a weak spot."Terry, you have to let go, we need to let go." I saw the flicker in her eyes as she weighed the calm, serious tone of my voice, I think it scared her."Tony, I was just enjoying. He rode on until he reached the spot where he’d seen it.“Molly Crawforde, come out! It’s Jonathan Hereward. I came to warn you!”The voice came from nowhere. “Of what?”“There are riders on the way to Cork. They mean to catch the mummers and drag them before the council for punishment. Cornelius Wainwright is leading them, so I came to warn you.”Molly stepped into the small circle of light cast by the own lantern.“Why would you care, Jonathan Hereward? I’m but a bastard girl to you.”“I never.