So we shared the champagne and continued to talk. All through dinner, slowly teasing and flirting. More and more our eyes meeting and just darting a...way, what was happening, were we really teasing one another like this? Yes we were. It was a good thing we were in a public place we might be getting a lot closer.We settled and the lights were put out for the night sector of the flight. I had changed into the thin cotton track pants I wear and you had put on a light tracksuit. We were both. I leaned over to kiss her. My hand went to her leg, high up on her thigh. She was wearing blue jeans. Her legs spread and I moved my hand between her legs to feel her there for the first time. I love to feel the heat between the legs of a woman in jeans. She moaned and pressed against me."I should have worn a dress," she said.Anyway, after some very nice kissing, we hit the highway.Once we were out of the city, I pulled some comfortable pants out of my bag, making sure I had a pair that. I’d probably suggest something similar to the machines you did the CBT on.”“Those were Honda 125s. Not as much fun as your Norton.”“No. Or rather, different. There’s a lot of choice in that range. There are larger bikes. Yamaha make a 400 single that qualifies, and Royal Enfield a 500 single that’s cheaper. You might find that a bit heavy to start on.”“What about an older machine?”“Well, there your choice is limited by what’s available. I’d just point out that many of them require a lot more. . No more 'what ifs'." Pulling her to me fully, I kissed her deeper. "I sincerely do not believe what you suspect will happen. The only change that may occur, is we will finally, all, feel complete with Sally joining with us."Erin pulled back to look me in the eyes again. "Joining with us?" She smiled, and though there was a touch of sadness in her expression, it was coy. "This is your first time with her Ral. This should be special. Just the two of you." My choice of pronoun wasn't exactly.