I'm sorry all, I have let this go too long, I don't know if Susan and her daddy will have further adventures, if they do, I will try to post them in a more timely manner. I had a lot of life's BS in the last few years, but that's my problem, not yours...
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When Carl got out of bed the next morning Susan woke up, but she stayed in bed, drifting drowsily. The sound of the shower woke her fully, she jumped out of bed, and padded naked down the hall to the bathroom. She tried to open the door, but found it was locked. She shrugged her shoulders, and continued to the kitchen, where she put together a pot of coffee, and left it to brew.
She padded upstairs to her own bathroom, and took a long luxurious shower. After getting dressed, she went back downstairs, to find her daddy in the kitchen, sipping a steaming cup of coffee. She poured herself one, and started making breakfast for the two of them. Neither one spoke during breakfast.
After they ate, Carl picked up the dirty dishes, and began washing them. "Daddy, I can do the dishes."
"No, honey, you cooked, I'll clean, it's only fair. I'm thinking of going for a long ride today."
"Can I come too, daddy?"
"Of course, how about packing something for lunch, while I finish the dishes?"
Susan gathered up some things from the refrigerator to make sandwiches, some sodas to drink, her daddy never had alcohol when riding, and napkins and other stuff for cleaning up. She found a small cooler, and put all the lunch fixings in it, then grabbed a big soft blanket, in case they didn't find a public picnic table. She took everything out to the garage, and found some bungee cords to strap it all to the luggage rack on her daddy's bike.
When Susan went back into the house, her daddy had both of their leather jackets and helmets out. She slid her jacket on, and brought the sleeve up to her nose, she had forgotten how good the leather smelled. In the garage, her daddy fastened her helmet for her, just as he had when she was a little girl, taking her first ride with him. He fired up the bike, and nodded for her to climb on. Rumbling down the drive, and onto the street, he accelerated away, and Susan felt the familiar rush from riding with her daddy.
Carl took them all around, some roads were familiar, and some were new to her. After several hours, and a quick gas stop, he turned down a new dirt road she did not remember. 100 yards down the road was a locked gate, her daddy parked the bike, and hopped off, pulling some keys from his pocket. As he unlocked the gate, and opened it, Susan slid forward, and put the bike in gear, and drove it through the gate. After closing and locking the gate, her daddy came back and grabbed the bars, while Susan slid back to the passenger seat. The dirt road was as smooth as a paved road, as her daddy drove them about 1/4 mile into the woods. There was a clearing off to the right, with enough room for one car to park in a little turnout. Carl pulled into the turnout, and shut off the bike.
"Daddy, where are we?"
"Oh, about 2 years ago, this rich lawyer from New York bought up 250 acres out here, he rarely comes to visit, but he sends me some money every month to maintain the road, and keep this field mowed. He comes out about twice a year, and rents an RV to camp here."
Susan took the blanket, and her daddy took the cooler, and they walked to the middle of the field. Susan spread out the blanket, and they sat down and made some sandwiches for lunch. After they finished, Susan realized how warm the sun was, and asked her daddy, "Does anyone else come here?"
"No, honey, I'm the only one with the key to the gate, why do you ask?"
In answer, Susan stood up and quickly stripped naked, she lay back down in the warm sun, enjoying the feel of the sun and gentle breeze on her naked body.
