Helen stood by as he took the bag into one of those strange bags. It almost felt like a western expect instead of a horse there was a bike. The thought made her smile a moment before she shook her head, it became even worse when he started talking about bobbers and something else. She was clearly confused as she looked at him.<br/><br/>"I thought bobbers were for fishing? You are speaking a different language to me. I don't understand, sorry Eric."<br/><br/>She felt stupid for not understanding his lingo of talk, she had never heard it before much less ever been near a bike til now. She eyed the bike as he pointed out the footbar to her, which mad her blush when she thought back to how she had wrapped her legs around him. Not to mention in the Eric fashion he made sure to comment about it which made the color deeper in her cheeks.<br/><br/>"I will remember that for next time."<br/><br/>Though at this point she was sure there would be no reason to remember it as this was going to be her last ride with him to the motel.  She went to the bike and did as he instructed, the one thing she had going for her was that she was good at following directions.  Once she straddled the bike she leaned into that backrest behind her trying to find a comfortable position.<br/><br/>"I can do this... I think."<br/><br/>She was fine resting back least that had been the case til Eric fed the gas to the large beast and they started down the highway, quickly she jumped forward and wrapped her arms tightly around him as her thighs started to run with tension. She was about to do as she had done befire, she was close to drawing her legs up to wrap around him but she resisted the notion as they got closer to the motel. She kept her head low on his back to keep the wind from hitting her face as they drove into the entryway of the motel parking lot.<br/><br/>Helen waited til he turned the engine off before she climbed off the bike the way she had climbed onto it. Slooking to the motel she held her breath while her fingers twisted together, a nervous habit she had recently started over the last five months.<br/><br/>"Iam going to see if there are any rooms left for me to stay in."<br/><br/>She gripped her purse close while walking to the office of the motel, from the open windows of the office Eric could see the manager and Helen talking and then Helen handing her card to the woman. The desk manager shook her head as she handed the card back to Helen. Walking out of the office she had a defeated air about her as she went back to Eric.<br/><br/>"I can't stay here, my card has been denied. I don't have enough cash to pay for the room either. I have nowhere else to go, I don't know what to do... not a clue."<br/><br/>She went back to the bike and opened the bag that Eric had stashed her bag in. Once she had it she started away. Walking away back towards the street.<br/><br/>"Thank you for everything Eric."