Teller eased himself off his Harley he had been riding for twelve hours straight and all he wanted to do was grab a bed at the local motel and a long hot shower, his mind kept going back to the feisty brunette in the diner back in that backwoods town he passed many miles back.

Entering the door to the reception he found the desk unmanned but by the sound of a television playing in the backroom he knew that there was someone about. Banging his hand down hard on the bell on the front desk he waited after he heard a disgruntled yell to hang on, he didn't have long to wait for a middle aged overweight man lumbered out from the room.

"What can I do for you fella?"

"Room for the night."

The night manager was eyeing John's clothing with disgust and the guy could see his bike out in the lot, the uncertainty showing in the guy's eyes whether or not to say he had no rooms but greed won over disgust when he saw John take some bills out of his wallet and place them on the counter.

"Last one on the end, room 227."

The manager placed the keys on the counter grabbing the money before John changed his mind and decided to go elsewhere, picking up the keys John headed for the room indicated.

"Thanks."

xXx

It was after midnight when Gemma had finished closing up the diner, she had pulled the late shift for the last week and all she wanted now was to go back to the rundown apartment that she had been renting since hitting this dead end town. In a matter of minutes she was at her front door that was one of the good things about small towns it did not take long to get from one side of the town to the other.

Opening her front door, Gemma gratefully slipped out of the shoes that she had on since early that day and slipped out of the uniform that badly needed washing but she would have to wait till the morning, at least she had the next day off which was good.

Glancing around her sparsely furnished apartment Gemma felt restless, she should really get some sleep she knew but for some reason she found she was unable her mind kept wondering back to the biker that came into the diner earlier in the week. Slipping into her pyjamas and untying her long hair, she brushed her hair out and then slipping into her bed, she snuggled down under the blankets to try and get some much needed rest but sleep did not come easy and it took at least an hour before Gemma managed to close her eyes and fall asleep in the early hours of the morning.

xXx

The following morning after Teller had left the motel and he had put the town behind him as he carried on flying down the highway as fast as his bike would go, his mind kept wandering back to the diner with the feisty brunette. He knew he had to get his mind off of her but the girls bewitching smile and the way her eyes shone when she interacted with the old guys who probably came in everyday of the week kept captivating his thoughts.

As the miles passed, the image of her in his mind was a tempting sight and the uniform she had worn that covered he was certain, a lithe athletic body that could drive a man wild with lust. The uniform had not been the most endearing of colours but the skirt had been slim fitting with a short sleeveless top that had left her arms and a provocative amount of skin at the neckline exposed to his and everyone else's view.

He had been tempted to reach across the counter and slide a finger over that soft flesh but he figured that her response would have been fast and painful and downright embarrassing, at least for him. No doubt the other customers in the diner would have found it highly entertaining.

Allowing his thoughts to wander again, he fantasized to himself what it would be like to feel her astride the bike behind him, riding bitch as the two of them raced down the highways but he told himself sternly that she did not seem to be the sort of girl that would look at him twice. He reasoned that yes she had referred to him as virile and handsome but that meant nothing she had said herself that she would not get involved again with a man like him and besides he was not the sort of guy to settle down to the everyday domestic life that seemed to be the everyday norm.

Before he had gone to Nam he probably would have settled down just like his older brothers and been happy with the normal everyday life of having a job, wife and a couple of kids but now, he had seen too much death and experienced too much loss to ever happily settle down in mainstream life again and all he wanted now was the freedom found on the open highway. The freedom to be whatever he wanted and to have no more cares or responsibilities in the world.

In the distance the outskirts of another small town appeared and he debated on whether stopping for the night in another dingy motel or to carry on for the night. Since the town was fairly small he passed through it in hardly any time at all and he made his decision as he got to the outskirts, the girl from the diner just would not leave his thoughts and he knew one and only one way to rid himself of her, that was to return to the diner where she was and to take her to bed.