The tables were filled by biker outlaws, or at least with men trying to look the part. They wore every signal of the biker lifestyle, including MC col...rs on their sleeveless jackets, doo-rags, tattoos, black leather, chains, steel-toe boots, tough-guy beards, fingerless gloves, and heavy rings. Every man in the large room turned to look as Alex and I made our entrance. We were stunning, I had to admit, but way out of place. Instantly, the focus of attention shifted. Talking dropped off, then. He walked into the room without even glancing at anyone, not wanting to encourage them. Striding to the podium, he pulled out his prepared notes and finally glanced up at his audience."I only have a short announcement. I won't be taking any questions as we're still studying the situation, but I wanted to make a short statement," he explained, trying to meet the eyes of several reporters but never keeping eye contact for longer than a second or two."We've lost several valuable service people,. ”“And our date nights out to the porn theater.” I commented as I took a couple of shots from a lower perspective.“Yes, I guess I am, and the sensual things we do are fun. Just a little difficult getting used to strange males watching us.” She added.“Well, you do seem to like the men watching you while you’re sucking me off, then last Friday when you sat on my cock for a really hot fuck.” I replied. “Now bend over so the camera can see down your blouse.”Three shots. Hot shots of her tits. ‘Does it pain you much?’ ‘Yes, but whatever Maggie gave meit’sts making me sleepy.’ She shook her head. ‘I don’t want to go to sleep, Cien. I don’t want to lose any moment of being with you.’ Fresh tears leaked out the corners of her eyes and slid down into her hair. ‘I wish we had more time. I want to be a wife to you.’ ‘Joy. We must talk about joyful things.’ ‘I don’t have anything to talk about.’ ‘Tell me of your future. Tell me of your life there.’ Regan smiled. ‘Alright.’ For the next.