Riding motorcycles was merely a dream for snowed-under residents of Albion, Indiana in February 1978 and we were primed to make the move 2000 miles we...t to the land of cactus, dry heat and wintertime daily highs of 68 degrees. Dad went out ahead of us in April 1978. Mom, Jim and I stayed behind to finish the school year, sell the house and load the rental truck. I was a junior at Central Noble High School—home of the Cougars, as if anybody gives a fuck because I sure as hell didn’t—and Jim was. Each wore a studded black leather collar threaded with a leash which Steiner held in his iron fist. He led a tall, gorgeous blonde named Silvana and a milky-breasted, curvaceous redhead named Roxanna. Both women had been kept in their Master’s Colorado den for over two weeks. They knew what pleased and displeased their owner, and their will had been broken.Steiner was almost completely naked, save for one important thing; a belt around his waist held a holster with his Glock. Though both. He had a very good lawyer and got out on bail. Tonya was in heaven. She was interviewed a half dozen time about our involvement as consultants with the FBI. I avoided all the interviews.“On the second day I got a phone call. “There is no one left to pay me, so the war is over. I beat you, you have my brother in jail. He will go to prison. I think we are even. So as far as I’m concerned the war is over. It will only start again only, if you start it. Or if someone comes along with a bucket of. Both women fell asleep and I laid there between them thinking about what had just happened. I feel asleep and the next morning awoke still laying between the two naked full grown women. My cock grew hard as I thought about how I had fucked both these women and came inside them just hours before. Carol awoke and looked up at me. "Eric?" She looked at my naked body, my hard cock. Then at her self. "I remember fucking you last night, looks like you are ready for more. Please keep this our.