The power was still on inside the storage locker, so the chargers for both batteries had them well charged. I walked around the trike thinking back on... my old life. I could go back to being Iris Martin, if I wanted to be."Well are you going to ride that death machine to Mossberg, or are you going to stand here admiring it?" the voice in my head asked."I'm going to ride it home," I said aloud. I found my first stop was going to have to be the Walmart store. The weather had changed since I had. Faith assumed a face-down, ass-up position. Herron spanked her with his large hands. He fingered her tight pussy as his nine-inch dick grew harder. He wanted to stuff it inside the woman. He lifted her up and carried her to the full-size mattress set across the room. He entered as she cooed, “Oh, Herron!”“Yeah, baby,” he remarked. Take this big black dick!”“Yes, sir! Fuck me, daddy,” she cried.“Damn! Yo pussy tight!”You like this white girl pussy on the big nigger dick?”“Yeah, slut! I’m fuckin’. And there were four of them. One of them passed me his pot and I took it. I had had it before and liked it very much and I needed something to help me relax as I wasn’t sure of myself. Pat grabbed a guitar and several sheets of music and explained to me what they were looking for. It seemed easy enough. When he saw I got it, he got up, nodded to the others and said “Let’s try!” He put his arm around my shoulder and led me to a mic. The others got up and got their instruments, Pete sat down. Robin tells me that they are really only bisexual with each other. There are no other girls or women that they've been involved with. Robin even told me they shared two boyfriends in high school, I guess that must have been somewhat unusual but, then, Robin and Renee are both unusual women. When Robin told me about the boyfriend threesomes they had in high school, I must admit, I got an instant erection, I know both these women and, as girls, they must have been ferocious in bed. I know Robin.