Join Date: Aug 2003
Location: On a Road in Central Bluegrass KY
Bikes: Not enough
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My bike is a cruel mistress. Beautiful, instatiable, loves to be spoiled.
She understands my most basic need. That being same as old when Men were Men and Woman like her were objects to spent our passions.
Yet, She also understands that she is a real woman: and knows what it takes to satisfy her. Most cannot.
She recognizes I am such a man and is apreciative and proud. For when other riders admire her (she knows that ALL but I are inferior), I can tell she is most proud when they say "It takes a H*ll of a man to ride a bike like her"
**Fate is a fickle thing, and in the end the true measure of a person is not fate itself, but how they master it**