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I look up at the movie studio’s twenty plus story building. It’s high class. The security guard at the door, also looks solid. I finally nod, convinced she will be safe. “Call if you need anything.”

Storm leans in, and she wraps her arms around my neck. She then plants a juicy kiss on me.

After she pulls back, I rev the high-performance bike, ready to go.

Suddenly, I turn back, the black helmet and visor covering my face. “Panties! Even if I want you without panties around me. Panties. Around. Public.”

Storm raises a brow, and she puts her hands on her hips, “Maybe. Bossy.”

I shake my head, rev the Ducati hard, and I race down Beverly Hills, and into the distance. I think about my girl without panties, and I think about how she will have to be punished.

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STORM

As we fly out of Los Angeles, Lorenzo receives a call. It’s from a movie producer, and from one of the movie sets he has financed. He puts the call on speaker, and we listen as we fly across country. It sounds like the production is in trouble, and they outline a new list of production problems. It sounds complex, and it sounds expensive.

From troublesome movie stars to weather issues, and technical problems, it is obvious they are in a corner. Finally, the stressed-out producer asks Lorenzo what they should do.

Lorenzo is careful in replying, and I look over at him.

As Lorenzo flies the jet, he calmly asks, how much over budget they are.

The producer clears his throat, and he sounds nervous. “Currently… twenty million.”

I gulp in shock. Lorenzo has not flinched, but he inhales long and slow, as is his way under pressure.

Lorenzo looks over to me, and he winks. He then tells the producer, he will be on set in several hours. The producer sounds even more anxious. Lorenzo then instructs the producer to send a car to the closest airport, and to secure landing rights.

He ends the call and sits up a little. “Time for a small pit stop, dear.” As he pulls gently on the controls, we bank, and head south.

Several hours later,we come into land in a small airfield in Texas. My heart pounds and I’m nervous. The airfield is small. Really small. I reach over to Lorenzo, and he takes my sweaty hand.

As we steel ourselves, I let his hand go, and he lands his jet with two hands. Finally, we slow and stop, just before a huge drop and valley below.

I sigh, shake my head and look over.

Lorenzo stands, and pulls on his jacket. He looks as calm as can be. “Relax baby. You worry too much.”

He is already next to me as I uncurl my legs. I take his elbow and shake my head at the madness.

The unexpected detour will likely be interesting, and I get excited about being on a real movie set. The countryside looks stunning, and I now know a little about the movie.

I enjoyed the last set visit in LA, even if it was just a fashion shoot. This one should be fascinating, and I’m more interested in movies than fashion.

As Lorenzo shuts down the rest of the jet, I throw things in a small bag. Lorenzo explains more about the movie production problems, and the script. The movie is about a young woman, and hero of our nation.

It is a drama about Sybil Ludington, who helped save our American nation, or set it free. In 1777 Sybil, aged sixteen, rode through the night, and rode twice as far as Paul Revere.

She avoided being shot.

She rode forty miles.

And she rode in the rain to warn the British invasion was coming.

She was one of the youngest fighters of the American Revolution, and a hero.

The movie sounds amazing, and I’m excited for her, the star playing her, and for Lorenzo. I’m also proud he financed the costly movie.