Jim was at the service desk when I walked in and said, "You're in luck. You have a choice of new or used."The bike was used so it didn't make any diff...erence if the dash, fairing and windshield were used. I saved over one hundred fifty by buying used. Jim said I could pick it up this afternoon if I paid the people up front now. He told me that paid for work always goes to the front of the line. I reminded him of the service work and he said he knew the bike and it wasn't due for much. He would. “As long as ‘slow’ ends with a ‘w’ and not an ‘e’!”“How about we start with a kiss and then we can move on to the fancy stuff?”“Here? Not your room?”“We can’t go to my room, for what I think are obvious reasons. There’s a guest room downstairs we can use, or we can stay here. Nobody will bother us in either place.”“With all the floor pillows and throw pillows and tapestries and the oriental rugs, this room is like something out of Arabian Nights. I think it’s cool!”“It’s actually more Indian. Laura knew that body-building diminshed your breasts, replacing fat with muscle, and yet Brandi's breasts were still full, though small. They were big enough to swell over the edges of the two tiny triangles covering them, and her thick, protruding nipples were conspicuous under the cloth.And her ass was a masterpiece of hard, sculpted flesh, round and compact, two smooth, bulging moons of muscled flesh that made Laura's fingers quiver. She wanted it, she wanted every inch of the magnificent. She loved it, but still made me stop because “people could see”. That’s what I was counting on. I saw Melissa watching intently. I couldn’t see where her hands were, but I could guess.I pulled my hands from Jamie’s tits and started to do her legs, from the bottom, all the way up. I slid one hand between those thighs and gave her a quick tease. Jamie responded by spreading her legs just a little bit more. There was no way I could do what I wanted with all those people there. It was hard to.