I don’t do it often enough, but today just looked perfect!Yes, I am a girl who likes motorcycles, but I was never interested in riding pillion! I do... wear leathers, mainly because I have had to lay it down before due to the stupidity of people who got their driver’s license from the bottom of a cereal box. Trust me, leather is easier to replace than my skin! Sure Harlie needed work after it, but at least we both weren’t in the body shop!Because of Harlie and my leathers, I have been accused of. 19 years old and no responsibilities. Six pack, tall dark musician vibes, beach view bedroom, and don’t forget...”“Don’t make it weird, Sid.”Alex just kept watching from his spot on the floor.“Right,” Sid continued and moved to the mini fridge, “I’m just saying, Terry. When’s the last time you had fun? When’s the last time you got laid?”It had actually been years for Terry now, and this was starting to get him a little fired up, “What are you talking about, Sid? You have some plan to turn. Then all this wouldn't have followed, myconniving to persuade my perfect gentleman to become a perfect ladyfor a few months, so I could feel free to enjoy a summer's sexualfling. It wouldn't even have occurred to me to make Scott overinto a lady.But last night I'd been desperate, reaching for any excuse, anyplan! It had killed me to do what I'd done to him last night,feigning anger, hurting him badly, stalking off indignantly. ButI'd thought I had no choice! It was the only thing I could. Love u.” I knew right away it was from her, the lady in the shower.As I drove home, I looked at my phone and I had noticed that there were 10 picture messages on my phone. As I looked at each one, they were pictures of my mother in law’s body. As I looked closer to the last picture, it was a cum-filled pussy. There was a title for this picture; “could u make one of these?”When I got a little bit closer to home, my wife wrote me a message, “have to go see my best friend, see you later. Love u,.