"He wants me to move out. He think that your sister and Amber are a bad influence on me." Do you want to?" I don't want her to, and not only because o...f the sex. She seems like a sweet enough girl, if I didn't just get a girlfriend today, I might consider her. Well, if not for her boyfriend, that is."No. I'm not going to. He can say what he wants, but he doesn't own me."I smile, and am pleased by her return smile, when I notice Ron watching us. "I'd better get back to work," I state before. Just watching them succeed in the business was reward enough.After class Cathy waited at her desk until most of the others had left, then approached me at the front of the room. "Maybe we can go out for a drink," she said still keeping her voice low.I was a little stunned at her offer. Cathy was only twenty one and I was coming up on forty, what would people think? Still, I had been so damned depressed lately, maybe a couple drinks with a beautiful blond was just what I needed to lift my. She looked at herself in the mirror as she brushed her hair and sprayedperfume."Hot damn! I look great even beaten up," she laughed and then held herstomach when it stitched.Cassie stayed for church and put a hundred dollars over the bar and theMC patted her on the back for taking her beating like a real biker. Dalefussed around her and Cassie lost it."Fuck off Dale! I'm not your old lady or your momma!" she screeched athim.Dale slunk away sulking and hurt, but Cassie had no time for. It all started when I met Becky Anderson. She was a real hotty! She had a body that a guy might dream about while masturbating, you know the type; big innocent eyes in an exceedingly pretty face and a body that would be at home naked on any topless beach in the world. I knew that girls like her existed, but I never thought that I'd ever have one. I met Becky at work. I'd graduated with a bachelors in Business Economics and found a job after only a few weeks of searching. It was at a.