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September 27, 2008
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SOMETIMES THERES A RYTHEM TO A RIDE. THE BACK AND FORTH OF A  DESERTED  ROAD TURNING AND TWISTING. THE UP AND DOWN, THE RISE AND FALL OF THE TERRAIN. YOU CAN LOOSE YOURSELF IN THESE SENSATIONS. ESPECIALLY IF THE LITTLE GAL BEHIND YOU IS RIPE AND WILLING. WILLING TO GO WHERE YOU WANT, AND HOW YOU WANT...  LETTING HER FALL INTO THAT SAME RYTHEM, WRAPPING HER ARMS AND LEGS AROUND YOUR TORSO AS YOU GUIDE THAT BIG BIKE IN AND OUT OF ITS PACES AND PLACES. I LOVE THESE DARK ROAD RIDES, THE PRIVACY, THE INTIMACY. I LOVE THE THROB OF THE ENGINE BETWEEN MY LEGS AND MY LADIES EMBRACE. I LOVE THE BEAM OF THE LAMP AND THE MOON IN THE SKY, AND THE DAMP, MUSKY, ORGASMIC SMELLS OF NATURE. I DONT EVER WANT A RIDE LIKE THIS TO END. THE GALS TELL ME THE SAME THINGS. THEY LOVE THE VIBRATIONS TOO, THE SAFETY THEY FEEL BY MY SIDE, THE BEAUTY OF THE SCENERY AND THE INTOXICATING FEEL OF OL BAD WITH HIS DRIVE AND POWER.

 SOMETIMES WE FIND A PLACE AT THE SIDE OF THE ROAD WHERE WE CAN STRECH OUT UNDER THE SKY AND ENJOY EACH OTHERS COMPANY. TO FIND A MELD OF MIND AND BODY, AND A PRIVATE MOMENT OF SOLITUDE AND PEACE. TO LAY NEXT TO YOUR WOMAN AND TALK THE SMALL TALK THAT  LOVERS WILL , THE EXPRESSIONS OF WANTS DESIRES AND DREAMS. THE SHARING OF A TWISTED EMBRACE AND THE SHARING OF TWO SOULS. YES I LOVE THE RYTHEM OF THESE NIGHTS... BUT HONESTY PREVAILS... MY TRUE LOVE IS MY BIKE.

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