They had forgotten it back at the lockers! Jean didn't think it was that big of a deal. No one would notice one shirt among everything else that had been abandoned by people fleeing the park. She just felt bad that they had forgotten it. Putting the helmet on, she nodded agreement with Anna.
"More trouble you mean?"
Getting onto the bike behind Anna, she wrapped her arms around her waist. Raising them higher, she slipped them under the bikini top and held them over her girlfriend's breasts. She had a feeling that bikini tops were not meant to stay in place when driving fast on a motorcycle...