Biker Chicks, Leathers And Dicks
We were out filling up my car one weekend when we pulled up behind this bike.
Now Suze knows I would love a bike (if we could afford one), but objects on the grounds that I might wrap it round a tree and do myself some mortal injury. Though I think she’d like the leathers, no I know she’d like the leathers, what sort of rock chick doesn’t.
Come to mention it, Suze in leather grrrr!
Anyway, do you think she’s object to an number plate like this one ? LOL
I once had a motorbike, until I was done for low flying and wrote it off. Emma, who had watched me sail through the air in a graceful arc, forbade me ever to mount one again. Now I mount only my other toy – the one with the tits.