I managed to get the dolly under the bike with a lot of effort. Unfortunately, I wasn’t strong enough to push it up the ramp into the truck. I had a...tie-down strap I could use like a winch to pull it up, but that would take a lot of time. So I decided to try getting a running start to push it up instead.I pulled the bike back about 60’ and groaned as I pushed it hard up to jogging speed. The furniture dolly hit the ramp with a sharp blow that rocked the pickup and almost slowed me to a halt.. ” Barely able to contain myself I pulled myself up to a standing position in front of her. “There’s a cot in the back I’ll go get that. I want you to be comfortable and I don’t think you will be on the hood of my car.” I started to walk to the back of the garage. “NO! I don’t want a cot Jon. I don’t want to lose my virginity on a COT!” She said “cot” with a great deal of disgust. “I want to be on the car. It’s my fantasy of you and I. I have thought about it many times and this is what I want.. "No," she protested, "You can't" she said "Stop."I flipped the oil filler cap open and trickled a tiny amount of oil in."Shall I let you out," I asked."No way, you get it going right now." It's time to fetch the twins from Mums place." I suggested."Sod the kids get it going!" she intoned. "I'll get them tomorrow, or next week."I restarted the motor, it was really great to watch as the crankshaft flashed around and the connecting rod pushed the crosshead slipper which pushed the plunger shaft. "Get on the fucking bed!" I demanded, grabbing her by the throat and throwing her onto my cot which rested on a wiry metal frame. I sat down across from her on a metal folding chair and removed my shoes and socks, keeping the gun on her the whole time. I pulled off my shirt and my jeans and began to jack off to get my dick hard again. I wasn't done with her. Then I decided to stop and pass the time another way. "You know why I chose you right? Cus you're a worthless pathetic piece of shit. What.