Chapter 108: not a totally wasted day

I was awake, showered and dressed at 7:30AM, when the knock came on my door. I hadn't really expected Cheryl to show. Sure, she was all excited the night before, but who knows what a soft party girl will really do in the harsh light of a cold morning.

"Good morning, you better bundle up Max. It is gold out there." Cheryl said. She had only been ten feet, as far as I knew, and she already felt the cold?" It is going to be an interesting morning, I thought.

"Oh, I'm sure it is," I replied. I picked up my final piece of riding gear, the slightly thermal nylon pullover parka with the hood. When we left the store room, the bikes were both running and I was covered, with only tiny patches of skin exposed. Cheryl had more exposed but looked gorgeous. Oh well, it wouldn't take long for us both to know how she handled it.

I led the way through town to the Hardee's fast food restaurant. It was no more than a ten minute ride, but it felt longer in the bitter cold morning. We parked the bikes in a spot on the front, by the road. Might as well attract some attention, I thought.

"So you okay?" I asked Cheryl.

"Hell, I'm better than okay. That's almost as much fun as sex," she said.

"It's more fun than some of the sex I have had," I replied.

"Come to think of it, you are right," she said as we walked toward the door of the restaurant.

I must admit that we got a lot more attention taking off our outer wear that morning. When it was just me, hardly anyone noticed ... I didn't mind sharing the attention, I even enjoyed the view myself. Cheryl was a knock out blond. She was just a very few pounds over weight, not enough for men to notice. The great things was that her body, both top and bottom, matched. Mine didn't match at all.

When Cheryl stripped down to the tight wool pants, and even tighter sweater, men began to drool. Even her tiny little belly fat was gorgeous. We left the outer wear in a booth and went to the counter to order. While I filled up my delta cup and ordered breakfast, Cheryl was very attentive. She mimicked me as much as she could. I figured she was just feeling a little lost and trying to fit in.

More people than usual nodded and said good morning. Cheryl was proving to be a real asset, sort of like a flashing sign. Frankly, I was enjoying watching her enjoy the attention. She seemed to light up under all the glances of obvious admiration.

"I have never had breakfast inside one of these. This is just so damn cool," she said. I suppose there were people who had never eaten inside a fast food restaurant, but I sure as hell didn't know any of them.

"Glad you are enjoying it. To be honest I'm enjoying the company. You do know that most of this attention we are getting is because of you?" I said.

"Bull, these are your friends," she said. Then a second later she added, "Aren't they?"

"Sweetie most of these people ignore me, when I'm here alone." I replied honestly. I waited for her to respond. When she just smiled, I changed the subject. "Are you a wanted criminal?" I asked.

"Lord no," she replied with a strange look.

"In witness protection or on the run from some dangerous drug cartel?" I asked smiling.

"You are kidding right?" she asked with one of those things that could have been a conspirator's smile.

"Yeah sort of," I admitted. "You know that I have a rather colorful past?"

"So I have been told," she admitted.

"Some idiots want to make a reality TV show about my real life. If you go along, you will be part of it. They will pay you of course. That is something their people will be talking to you about. I just wanted to make sure you wouldn't be in any danger. I know the background of all the other tenants, and they should be okay with it. I wanted to be sure that you would be."

"Hell, I think it sounds like fun. The real sluts of Aster," she said with a laugh. "Only people just think I'm a slut. I'm not really."

"In spite of the evidence to the contrary, neither am I," I admitted laughing. "Good then we are cool?" I asked.

"We most definitely are cool," she replied smiling warmly.

"Good, then let's fill up my coffee cup and go take a walk." I suggested. We did just that. Cheryl was as big a hit at the mall as she had been at breakfast. More people smiled and spoke to us, while staring at her flopping boobs.

"If we are going to walk like this, I need a better bra," she informed me.

We got home at almost 10AM. Cheryl left for her apartment and I cleaned up after my ride. I didn't really need a shower, but I did need to scrub my hands. They had the smell of exhaust and gasoline on them.

Just before noon I had a call from Lois. "Maxine some woman just called me to set up an appointment. She wants to discuss a TV show. Is that some kind of con?" she asked. "She said you were involved."

"Can you come over and I'll tell you what I know. You can decide about seeing her. Was her name Jen?"

"No it was Gwen something or other?" Lois said.

"Ah come on over and I'll fill you in." It wasn't two minutes later that the knock came to my door. "So come on in. I have some coffee going."

"Okay, the coffee sounds good. I had no idea you were a TV star Max." she said laughing.

"Trust me I'm not. Here is what this is all about." I explained all that I knew to her. When I finished, I gave here the same option as Cheryl. "Tell them to go to hell or take the money and play along."