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.I was sitting here with a hard-on.Normally that wasn t a problem, but the clubs threesweetbutts no longer tempted me and hadn t for some time.I d only used them because theywere convenient.Maybe that s why I couldn t get enough of Kat.She was fresh meat, as Candyhad so crudely put it the other day.Only I didn t want to give her up anytime soon.I grinned,thinking about her outburst at the lake earlier.Maybe I should make her my old lady.What the fuck? A smiling Lenny walked into the room breaking my concentration.Ishook my head to clear it of the insane thoughts going through it, of having an old lady and whatthat would mean for me.I liked my freedom and tying myself down to one woman woulddefinitely screw things up.I didn t know if I was ready for that. Kat good? I stood as he neared the table, anxious to be off. Yeah, brother.When I left she was introducing Red and Bullseye to this sweet little oldlady who offered them lemonade. I could imagine the looks on their faces. I thought she lived alone. She does.The old lady has a loft apartment built over a detached garage next to herhouse.Kat s renting it out, pretty nice, too. It look secure? Lenny shrugged. One way in, one way out.I noticed windows, but the apartment is builtup high, so I don t see any easy threat there. I nodded, thinking about having a security alarm installed at her place.I patted him onthe back of the shoulder. Let s hope this shit is over soon. **** KatI glanced out the side window that faced Grace s small house, and couldn t stop the ear toear grin from spreading across my face.There was something funny about seeing two big, toughbikers with full beards and long hair, sitting beneath Grace s tree, drinking lemonade with her.What was even funnier was that the three of them appeared to be having an in-depthconversation.I figured Red and Bullseye either loved her home made lemonade, or they wereafraid to hurt the eighty-year-olds feelings by declining her hospitality.It had seemed strange introducing the bikers as friends.I knew nothing about them otherthan their road names, and the obvious.When I d told Grace that they would be staying with mefor a couple of days she just smiled and started talking to them like they were old acquaintances.She kept a few lawn chairs beneath the old maple tree next to her house for when she hadcompany.Many times I d come home from work to find her and someone else sitting there,talking and laughing.Reluctantly, the guys had let me come inside without them.I suppose they d been toldnot to leave my side, so Lenny had walked through my apartment to make sure that no one washiding in any closets, until they knew I was safe.Besides, there were some things I had to do onmy own, like shower and get ready for bed, which I did as soon as I was inside.It was early, butfor some reason the thought of two strange men inside my apartment while I showered made mefeel uneasy.I slipped into a pair of boy shorts and a long tee-shirt that almost reached my knees, andbraided my hair before deciding to make a pot of chili.Once I put all of the ingredients into a potI made a pan of sweet cornbread to go with it.When everything was done, I went back to thewindow, opening it to let in some fresh air, and to get everyone s attention. I made a pot of chili and some cornbread.Would anyone like some? Sounds good. Yeah, please. Both prospects were smiling and they seemed to be more at ease now than when they dfirst got here.They d put away their bad-ass attitude but I knew it wouldn t take much for theirbiker personas to be back. No chili for me, dear, Grace began, but I d love a piece of your cornbread. Coming right up. I turned back to the kitchen, took out a tray, put three bowls on it andfilled them up with chili.The cornbread I cut and put onto a plate.I grabbed spoons and napkinsand headed outside. There s more if you want it, I said as Red and Bullseye each took a bowl.They both mumbled thanks while reaching for a piece of bread.Silence followed for the next few minutes as we focused on eating.Red looked at me,chewing a mouthful, and bobbed his head in appreciation.Bullseye just gave me a thumbs up.Grace nibbled at her bread, staring off at something that held her attention.I glanced in the samedirection to see a beautiful butterfly flying around the flowers against her house.The sun wasslowly going down and the drop in temperature was noticeable
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