Howdy, readers. Ready for some more Adventures of a High School Hunk? You are? Terrific. Let’s get right into it. Now, let’s see. Where did we leave off? Friday night, wasn’t it? Yeah, Friday night for sure, the end of a long very eventful week for all concerned. And the prelude to an even more eventful weekend.
Yeah, it’s all coming back now. The last we saw of Bucky Clark, he was standing on the front porch of his house, waiting for his mother to call him in ' to dinner, stepping back in the shadows a little nervously as he heard the roar of two Harleys shatter the still of the evening, flashing past the house, down the street and out to the edge of town, out to the old Hofmeyer place in the country where he would be seeing a lot more of them the next day. He knew two of the males by name, Big Oak Ramsey and ms nephew Abbot or “Butt” as his uncle called him, but the two on the other Harley were as yet nameless to him.