There was no sign of the rider.'Billy, stay here, I'm going to walk up to the house and see if I can find Leanna. If I find her, I'll whistle and then... you can bring the wagon. Do you understand? I want you to stay here.''Yea, James. I'll stay 'ere but shouldn't I 'elp find 'Anna? What about 'da bad man?', Billy asked, the fear in his voice reflected on his face. He was counting on James to find Leanna and protect her.'I'll take care of the bad man. You stay here til I whistle. Then you come and. Up further than I had intended.I would have stopped when I reached the fabric of her bra, but in the summer, well, she really didn’t need one. There was nothing to stop my hands short of the nipple I brushed against.“Oooohhhh!” her breath pulsed over my face. Embarrassed at touching her so intimately, I started to withdraw my hand. The hand holding her balled up hem quickly lowered and my hand was trapped.“That’s nice,” Lindie said to me. “Don’t stop.”Her hand slid up my arm and topped mine.. He was more relaxed now but he hated the way he looked. He was overweight and balding and his glasses made him look exactly like what he was, a middle aged insurance adjustor who spent too much time at a desk and who had never been important in his life. He sighed again and left the bathroom only to see Melanie whispering to Leslie, one of the other good looking office girls that Ted Mullins liked to surround himself with. If the rumors in the office were to be believed, Ted was screwing both. " Harold ... You are going to get some of the Harley Davidson's clothes,.right ... like their shirts with the dealers name on them? you know the shirts that have a picture of the area's well known places on them and the name of the dealer? a good pair of denim trousers and a black leather jacket?"and bikers shoes?"Heck yeah Ella, that is part of biking, wearing good jeans and fancy shirts that tell the world I am a biker."Later at supper."So Harold, I love that you are a biker but, whatever.