It was immediately evident that things had changed in the twenty years since I had ridden motorcycles. I caught my breath as I approached the first in... line: a pearlescent gray K100RS. Four cylinders, horizontally opposed and water cooled. Each part of the machine was obviously designed for a purpose, to work in harmony with every other part. The fairing, with its oversized rectangular headlight, seemed to be shaped by the wind itself, and the handlebars and fuel tank invited a laid-out riding. She always said it was too big for 1 'old' woman to rattle aroundin on her own, so the staff gave her a little company. Five of them livedin. It had been Grahams dream home so she stayed rather than sell up. Atforty-three she was hardly old and looked great.We mingled, nibbled and sipped champers. The whole crew, with assortedpartners were here. With business associates, band & caterers that meantabout 300 people. Not a bad little get together, we smiled at each otherthen separated to mix.About. She pulled the sides apart and exposed his no limp cock. “Mmm,” she said, “I think it's time I took your temperature again David.” Both David and I laughed, but his laugh was cut short and replaced by a low groan, as Hazel lowered her head and slid her lips over the tip of his knob again. “David's cock began to stiffen almost immediately and Hazel sat up again. “I think it's time for your medicine David,” she laughed, “your temperature seems to be rising again.” David sat there waiting for. I swallow my pride and sit back from the window, focusing on the creature before me, who upon noticing I have decided to give her more than a few seconds notice tilts her head in curiosity. Cute. ‘What exactly are you, then?’ She looks away briefly before glancing back, readjusting her head back to its natural position. ‘What happened to your arm?’ ‘I believe it is customary for the person to have been asked the question first to answer it first.’ ‘Very true, Mr Silvanus. However, it is only.