Will do, boss!” He took my bike and rolled up on a bike lift.“Come Victoria, in my office...we can talk more about price... and you need to sign s...me papers!”I followed him through the workshop and into his office. He filled out forms while we talked. “So with the full exhaust system, and of course we can store the normal exhaust here for you, you’ve got a 3 year warranty from Ducati themselves...and you get insurance here from us. We’ll get you a licence plate when I’m done here with the. They walked in past me (it must be a habit) and sat on the couch. The one guy talking must know me or had been here before, obviously, but the other guy seemed scared, like he had never done this. Both were attractive, younger, and totally out of their element. Jerry, I would come to know, looks at me, stands back up, unzips his pants, and simply says, in here or in the bedroom. Where do ya think? like it was nothing. Here is fine. I answered half heartedly. He unbuttoned and dropped his. For the first time i was seeing her totally naked and close to me. I can still visualize the water pouring from the shower and running down her body – she had pink nipples which was another delight to me – i always thought nipples were black till then and they were rigid and standing out. Between her breasts her gold chain dangled. She has a flat belly with a slit of a belly button and below that her pubis. She had jet black hair down there – with the water running down they were flat against. But this story initially does not center on me as the object of a sexual assault or of me committing an act of indecency, no this is about how my mind works during a sex act being committed on another girl.Dressed like a sex siren, in stocking and booted to mid thigh, I was looking for cock on the night in question, in fact, truth be told we all were. We drank wine and drifted into shorts, Vodka and Gin, and talked about men and cocks, all of which for my part, made me fucking horny and.