Sadist couldn’t believe how the evening had flown by. He’d genuinely enjoyed Beth’s company, something that didn’t happen often these days. They made the twenty-minute ride back to her place and he knew the whole way the evening would end at the door. She wasn’t like the whores at the club who would take just anyone to bed, or after a first date. Even a really nice first date. He’d suspected as much when he’d asked her out, still he’d been unable to stop himself.
He parked the bike next to her car again and waited while she dismounted before he did the same. He’d noticed when she’d climbed on behind him the first time how she smelled like flowers. He didn’t know what kind but for some reason he had a picture in his mind of large white ones. Beth handed him the helmet and he wished for a m
