Chapter 64
"Yes. I use them when I work in the yard."
"Are they worn in and look good or worn out?"
"I guess I need new jeans."
"Buy two pair of jeans and I'll prep them so you'll be comfortable in them. Do you have any boots?"
"High heeled boots, I have."
"OK. You'll need boots. Are you busy Saturday?"
"No. Why?"
"I'll take you to get good boots on the cheap. I'll ride to your house and we'll go in your car. Wear jeans."
Anything else I'll need?"
"A leather jacket."
"I don't own one."
"I have a friend who is about your size. I'll see of she'll let us borrow it for the weekend."
"OK. I need to get home and do things. Thank you for the offer and the adventure. I'm not sure I'll sleep tonight!"
"Do you want me to be quiet about the adventure?"
"Please. At least until we get back. Keeping it a secret makes it even more of an adventure."
"OK." We got out of the booth. I paid the bill and walked Colleen to her car. It was a three year old Nissan four door sedan, beige. At her car I opened the door for her and stopped her as she was ready to get in.
"Look around. See anyone you know?"
She looked. "No."
I took her in my arms and kissed her soundly. No messing around. I wanted her to know she had been kissed. When the shock part was over she started to relax and enjoy it. I broke the kiss.
Her face told the story. She wanted more. Instead of giving her more, I walked to my bike and followed her car out of the pub parking lot.
She got time off when she asked, on Thursday, along with questions about what she was going to do. She told Mary in the office that she was taking a short cruise to Mexico.
I asked on Friday and got the same questions. I said I had a relative in the hospital in Utah and I was going up to see him. I did have a relative in Utah, and he might actually be in the hospital.
On Saturday I arrived at her home at nine in the morning with the extra helmet. It fit. We went to The Boot Barn and got her into a nice pair of western boots, perfect for sitting on the back of a bike. The saleswoman was a biker and helped a lot. She recommended boot socks and we got three pair. She also recommended jeans she liked and told us how to season them. I didn't let Colleen see the tab. It was over three hundred dollars.
We had lunch together and I asked if, when we got back to her place, she would show me what shirts she planned to wear. She agreed.
She showed me such conservative shirts that I said, "You need more color. I wish I had us look while we were at the Boot Barn."
She said, "I'll take care of it. Wait until Friday morning. You won't know it's me."
As I left her she was smiling wider than I had ever seen her smile.
I had my bike serviced and cleaned. I made reservations at the B&B in Cambria, and dinner reservations at the best restaurant in Cambria, the Sows Ear. I planned to take her just over 200 miles on Friday, less than a hundred-fifty on Saturday and make the 200+ trip back on Sunday. I also bought massage lotion for her butt. I knew this would be an ambitious trip but well worth it.
On Monday she sent me an email showing me a link to a catalog picture of a great woman's western shirt. It was bright and bold. I sent her an email saying I hoped it arrived before Friday.
Tuesday and Wednesday we were both busy making sure our work was caught up so there wouldn't be any problems leaving for our long weekend. I called her Thursday afternoon from my cell phone. I asked if she was up for more adventure. She said she was. I asked if she was packed. She said she had bought a small pack that she could wear to hold her things and it was ready to go. I said, "Then we leave at 5:30 from your house."
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