<strong>Felina</strong>'s eyes snapped open as Bex' voice brought her back to reality. At the same time, Red's hand let go off her hair and breasts, which allowed her to straighten herself and readjust her dress. Her boobs had been on the verge of jumping out of its front. Still panting and a little dizzy, as an effect of Red's ministrations and the remnant of the drug pill, she placed the bike on its kickstand and climbed down from it. To her shame, a very damp spot could be seen on the leather seat where she had just sit.<br/><br/>Only then did her eyes turned to the motel and the dark column of smoke that mounted from it. A little crow was growing at a safe distance from it. The sirens of the fire brigade trucks could be heard approaching.<br/><br/><strong>"Wow! They did quite a good job. I guess we are safe on that side..."</strong>she said, unable to turn her eyes away from the blazing brasier.<br/><br/>Hearing Red's words, she jokingly glared at her. She knew she had been losing control and was still ashamed of it and for a few seconds she remained speechless.<br/><br/><strong>"Spare your viper's tongue for what it is really good for. Remember you promised to lick my feet clean!"</strong>she snapped finally.<br/><br/>Which reminded her that she was still barefoot in the dust. She went to her saddle bags and pulled out her high-heeled black leather sandals and strapped them on her feet. Immediately she gained six inches, which made her even taller than Red.<br/><br/><strong>"Let's think about it... How much money do we still have? Should we sell our bikes? Or what... I really don't want to fall into that bitch's claws again..."</strong>