Imagine the friendship we would have, and also the sex…’ ‘You are very forward with your… attitude regarding me. What makes you think I’m so...easy?’ He pointed his finger at her, a marked habit he had. ‘You know you want my friendship. I can give you everything you want and you know it.’ ‘Could you take rejection?’ ‘Should I? I never get rejection.’ ‘Never ever?’ ‘Until now.’ He smiled at her and she returned it. Somehow this man was growing on her. She liked his wit and business-like. Matching black mid-calf boots complete the outfit. She is hot! I give her my spare helmet as it matches her outfit. I lift the door and move the bike out onto the driveway. I drop the garage door and climb back on. I steady the bike and Mary climbs on. We head out for the day. Mary directs me onto a major street and after a maze of lefts and rights, she tells me to pull over to a parking space on the other side of the street. She hops off while I park the bike and set it up on the stand.. I. All of the events that caused Kelly to loose her job, and end up in our apartment were linked to me. What Bullshit!! I thought to myself.Then my evil mind began working. Kelly can stay here but nobody rides for free I decided. The next afternoon I came home a little early. Kelly was lying on the couch watching a soap opera. I walked over to the couch and she moved her legs to give me a place to sit. I bounced my ass down beside her so quickly I almost sat on top of her. I took one of. “Oh fuck!” was all Alison could say at first, as a gorgeous tingle spread from her clit throughout her whole body. But, determined to behave professionally, she began her introductions. “Well, I’m eighteen years old, and live with my mom and dad in a village just outside Cunthorpe. Oh, and we have a live-in fucker too, Hortense. Actually, her real name’s Sharon and she comes from Rotherham, but she does the whole French maid thing ‘coz my mom likes it – so we call her – oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck.