Mom was well known and respected in town, and everyone knew that Ms. Emma wouldn’t lie to save her life. The two officers who came for me had more t...han likely been her students when they went through the seventh and eighth grades. There was no “Mind if we check and see for ourselves?” because no one who knew her would ever doubt her word.I had overheard them when they told her what they were there for, so as soon as they were gone I packed up the bare essentials and two hours later, I drove. )The Cat had kicked back with famous guitar players. She'd rolled weed with guys from the Dead, Santana, Doobie Bros, and a dozen groups you've never heard of. She'd schmoozed with the famous and the unknowns. It was generally known that she was a photographer and she'd sometimes take candid snapshots without being obtrusive. About maybe, oh, say fifteen or less of our friends had ever seen her work and known it was hers. Everyone had seen the one of Gwen, but her face was so scrunched up in. I got off the bike and we stood chatting. I'd changed my bike and now had a 350 Triumph Tiger, much bigger than the 125 Triumph Terrier I'd had when we lived in the same street. "Oooh, I like that Mike," she said. "Is it fast?" "Do you wanna find out?" I asked, not expecting the reply I got. "Oh I'd love to but I haven't got a helmet." I got off the bike and opened the back box where I always carried a spare. "No problem," I said, thinking that if I called her bluff, she's back down. But to my. It was a decent day out, but surely Brenda's pool wouldn't be open yet. It was only in the mid-fifties. I wore a jacket on the way over with my suit and towel in my saddlebag. I was not joining any polar bear club!Brenda met me at the door and told me to move my bike around to the back of the house. When I got back there, she opened the kitchen door and met me in a bikini. Holy shit, she's stacked. I stood there and just stared."I take it you like it," she said. I jerked my head up to look at.