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CHAPTER TEN - You Sick Bastard
The next day, amidst more junk mail, up pops an email with "Heather wants to know about this initiation thing" in the Subject line. Yeah, I'll bet she does! According to the story, Heather is getting these repeated photo sessions in secret every night and is keeping it hidden from this guy. That's not all Heather is getting, Dood! But for me the likelihood that this is all a gag takes away the surprise and just makes it an exercise in humor...here's what he said:
When you asked for more pictures, I wondered if I had done a stupid thing. But I trust that you have kept them confidential and I will send a few more now that we can go on the ride - THANKS.
I asked her about the pictures I found in her drawer, and she looked really upset and flustered, I suppose because I spoiled her surprise. She eventually said she was going to give me a pinup calendar for my birthday, one pose for every month, and may have a couple more poses still to do before the calendar is completed. I feel really bad that I spoiled it for her, but promised I wouldn't object if she went back over to do some more photographs. I just hope there aren't too many more like the last few poses I saw, and she gets home so late at night, too.
So, I told her about the ride we were going to go on with you in WV and joked about this initiation you have planned for first-time riders. That WAS a joke wasn't it, Muthuh? Heather seems to think maybe you're being serious and she wanted to know what was involved. It looks like she is really eager to go on this trip! She said she wanted to see pictures of the other riders going with you. I think it is because she wants to be able to recognize them when we first meet y'all.
Anyway - if there really is an initiation, and that's OK, I suppose we have to expect that, can you tell us what we have to do?
Sincerely,
Niles
The initiation is pretty simple, really - and you can ask around - it's a pretty common one amongst us "fellow bikers" as you aptly put it. I did, by the way, charge your credit card for half the cost of the motel rooms along the way. Half because I thought you, Heather and I would economize and split the cost of one room. Most have two Queen beds, but the first night we may have to split a King Size...hope that's OK.
Anyway, here it is.... First-timer tradition says the new guy has to be the one who watches over the bikes in the motel parking lot during the late evening - only til about midnight or so. We've all done it on our first rides out with the guys. It's only for a couple of hours though, so not a big deal. It just means you bring a blanket outside and keep an eye on all the bikes in the parking lot. Don't worry, we'll all take turns keeping your wife safe, you know, making sure the door is locked and nobody bothers her and stuff. Its just something we do for "fellow bikers".
Now, that is the initiation for you - we don't really have one for first-time back-seaters... perhaps you should ask Heather if she has any ideas? It's only fair that we allow her to choose her own initiation. By the way - the photos are great - she sure is a talented model, your calendar ought to be really nice by the time December comes around.
Oh, and by the way... maybe it would be best if you didn't bring the .22 cal pistol at all... wouldn't want you to feel uncomfortable carrying a weapon!
-Muthuh
I feel better now - I thought for a minute there you guys were gonna have some horrid initiation. Keeping an eye on the parking lot for a few hours is fine. It's the least I can do. Heather says as long as someone is there with her keeping watch, and the door is locked, she'd be fine with it. She's a good sport, huh? As for her initiation, she thought maybe each of you got one shot at Truth or Dare on those evenings I had to guard the bikes. She's always been one for fun and games. I know that's a pretty lame initiation, but she said you might really enjoy it.
Oh, and one more thing, Muthuh... you sorry, sick bastard… if I really was "Niles" and was as dumb as I was making it look, I'd bet you really would lock me out in the parking lot while you and Heather played Truth or Dare all night.
GOTCHA!
- Lance
It looked like Lance and I were gonna continue the adventure in the hills of West Virginia, but it never happened.
Turned out that "Heather" was some model on the Internet he snagged pictures of, and by the time the West Virginia trip happened, he couldn't get away for the 6-day trip.
Anyway, back to real-time… that was the last time I heard from Lance. It'd be fun to ride down to South Carolina with him if he gets my email in time. In the meantime I delete the latest batch of junk mails - now leaning towards the benefits of having my breasts enhanced.  For Information, contact: Muthuh@Muthuh.com
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