Unlawful Intentions and Forbidden Rides: Ohope Beach

Ohope Beach – Chapter Three

About 4:30pm Allison arrived back, she was visibly annoyed and upset. She nodded to me and tore into Hayley about being so selfish and not travelling over to Rotorua with her. We both tried to calm her down and after a while she told us why she was so upset.

It had all been a set-up, Uncle Fred leaving his wallet behind; he had her meet him at their home, and he took her to lunch in his car. Once there he tried to get her drunk, by ordering lots of wine and having her drink with him glass for glass. She resisted as much as she could, as she knew she had to drive back to Ohope, and she managed to tip a couple of glasses into a pot plant while he wasn’t looking.

But when they got back to the house around 2:00, she realised that his wife would not be there as she played tennis on Thursday afternoons and never got home until about 5:30 – 6:00 pm. As soon as they got in the house he put the hard word on her and tried to lure her into the bedroom. She resisted and he started to get quite physical with her, managing to get her top half over her head, before she kneed him in the balls. She said he went really berserk then and she knew she was going to be raped. She had struggled free and got to the kitchen where she grabbed a knife and held him at bay.

Allison looked at Hayley and apologised for taking it out on her a few minutes ago.
“It got really bad Hayley. I told him I would tell his wife, and was certainly going to tell your father. But he reckoned that Bob had told him to try; it was OK with him. And he said it would be just my word against his with his wife, as she always though I was pretty loose anyway.”

Hayley moved over and hugged Allison, and said she was sorry, that she should have gone with her.

“I don’t think it would have made much difference Hayley, he may have just done something silly around you anyway. I finally told him if he came to his senses straight away, I would leave things where they stood and not tell anyone, but if he tried anything more, I would do as much damaged to him as I could with the knife and would go to the police.”

Evidently he then said some pretty nasty things to her and called her a few names, but she managed to get out of the house and into the car, and then drive back. She even had the carving knife still, which got me thinking how he was going to explain to his wife where the carving knife had gone.

Allison poured out her heart to Hayley, who also backed me up, by telling her mother she should leave her father.

I was feeling pretty bad about what had gone down this afternoon, and so when I got a chance I mentioned about my leaving.

“Don’t you even think about it.” said Allison. “I need plenty of company; I will bounce back out of this, just bear with me for a bit.”

Hayley said she would go and make her mother a cup of tea, and disappeared into the caravan.

Allison asked me how long I had been there, so I told her that Phil and I arrived around lunchtime. She asked if I had behaved myself, so I told her I had, and that Hayley had looked after me and we had a walked down the beach talking.

Allison then said she wanted that ride on my bike that I had promised her, she said it may be just what she needed to take her mind off things.

So when Hayley returned with the tea, Allison told her we were going for a ride on my bike, would she be OK on her own for a bit.

Hayley gave me a snide look and assured her mother she could look after herself.

Allison was wearing a skirt and blouse, so I said she would need a jacket or something and some shoes. She ducked into the caravan and came back out wearing an old jacket that I guessed she used going out on the boat, but she still had the skirt on and sandals. I thought what the hell – we are not going to fall off.

When we got to the bike, the guy from the house on the other side of the reserve came over. I thought he was going to have a go at me about something. But it turned out he had owned lots of bikes and was interested in my Matchless. You no longer got to see many G45 twins around. He said that Phil and I could park the bikes around the back of his house, as long as we did not start them up late at night or too early in the morning.

He must have wondered about Allison hanging out with me, so I told him that she and her family were friends of my family and I was taking her for a ride and would pop the bike over to his place when we got back. He was cool and wandered off, saying he would see us later.

Remembering Hayley not leaning into the corners, I told Allison how she had to hold onto me and lean every way that I did.

“Sounds like something you tell all the girls you get on the bike with you.” She said.

“OK, but the first few corners you will probably feel strange as we lean down towards the road, just trust me and don’t panic.”

I started it up and Allison got on behind me, threw her arms around me and whispered in my ear.

“OK big boy, am I holding on tight enough?”

I didn’t answer, but took off in a shower of stones, leaned it down to the left and shot out onto the main road. Allison just held on for dear life, I could feel that she had gotten a shock at how quickly we had moved. After about a mile the road veers right and heads away into the country. I opened it up and started laying us low into the corners. After about 5 or 6 corners I felt Allison start to relax and go with the flow of the bike. It is like surfing or maybe skiing, when you get the right road. I like it better than both, as there is also the sense of power between your legs and on the straights we were hitting 75 to 80 mph.

Soon we came to the school I had taken Hayley to earlier in the afternoon. But I didn’t stop, as it didn’t feel right to take her mother to the same place. Instead I carried on past and took the next road to the left and after a mile or so; we came to

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