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The Plumber's Daughter Chapter 3

Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 90.2, Source: sexstories.com

and older Harleys. All I care about is that Patrick takes me with him when he rides. Riding on his Harley is something that we will absolutely do together. Patrick’s wife was afraid of motorcycles and refused to ride with him. Patrick was so pleased when I did. He bought me my leather jacket, helmet, gloves and boots the next day. My horse riding lessons were set aside for short trips on a different kind of horse, to get me used to it. Basically I had to learn and shift my weight in a turn, and anticipate the road up ahead. That didn’t mean that I ignored White Cloud though, I was responsible for all her care now, including shoveling up after her. I called Sam every day to check on her while we were away and Sam held his cell phone up to White Cloud’s ear to hear my voice. Sam is amazed how well she is doing now. My Dads eyes just about bugged out of his head when I dismounted, took my helmet off, and shook my hair out. I stuffed my gloves in my helmet and handed it to Patrick. I then walked over to hug and kiss my Mom and Dad. First, I kissed and hugged my Mom and then my Dad. As I hugged Dad, I could see that he was trying to stare Patrick down over my shoulder as if to say “What the hell are you trying to do to my daughter?” That was step one, the mean look. That alone got the Jerk nervous. Dad can be formidable and intimidating when he wants to be. “I whispered, “Be nice for me, Daddy, “and I kissed his cheek. “I promise I won’t hurt him to badly, honey.” Patrick met his ... gaze with just the hint of a smile. Dad let go of me and Patrick walked over to meet them. “Mom, Dad, this is Patrick. Patrick this is my Mom and Dad; Dominick and Mary Bernardino.” “I’m pleased to meet you folks,” Patrick said smiling while gently shaking my Mom’s hand first, “Marie has told me so much about you both.” Patrick held out his hand and Dad took it, squeezing Patrick’s hand in his vice like grip attempting to crush it. He expected Patrick to try and pull away. Much to my Dad’s surprise, that was not the case at all. Mom put her hand on my shoulder. She was nodding and smiling. Dad’s confident smile turned to a frown as they both stood there increasing the pressure. We could see the veins standing out in Dad’s neck as he glared into Patrick’s eyes. Changing tactics, Dad put his other hand on Patrick’s shoulder near the neck and started squeezing…Patrick dropped my helmet and did same. “Well I had better go and rescue your father?” Mom whispered. “What do you mean, Mom? Dad’s doing fine,” I whispered. “Well, for now he is,” Mom whispered, “You know how stubborn your father can be. It should be over with by now. Dominick is always one for a quick kill and now he is struggling. Patrick is holding back, can’t you tell. He doesn’t want to embarrass your father in front of us. It would be better for this end in a draw.” “Are you boys going to stand here all day like that?” Mom asked. She was standing behind Dad and looking at Patrick and it seemed a silent understanding ...