After a few moments, Rick spoke conversationally, “You know, Michelle, if Snowman had been here by himself that dog out there wouldn’t have seen him. They both have two arms and two legs. She knew they’d both put their own lives on the line to save hers! The place was lighted, there were people in and out and it was busy enough that one car, more or less, should draw little or no attention. Not a bad average for so early in the week, Rick thought wryly. Michelle drew closer to Rick and braced herself for the conclusion of Snowman’s story; she knew by now to always expect the worst! Michelle could barely make out in the dim light that he lightly brushed his fingertips around the trim over the door. “Slick, are you going to just sit there while that little pervert paws your old lady?” Michelle asked indignantly. Tits, ass, and Harleys, what else is there?” Snowman answered and Rick agreed with him whole-heartedly. “Oh shit!” Rick thought to himself. Rick caught himself smiling from ear to ear at odd times during the day. Then, like the good sport she was, she sat right back down between them.
