Hot Biker Mama
2002-05-27 @ 2:42 p.m.
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Saturday on my way to work, I saw the most striking woman. She was on the back of a Harley, riding behind a biker dude with a sleeveless shirt and lots of tattoos. She was wearing a leather jacket, and they were both dressed all in black. I found her very hot (not just because she was no doubt quite warm in that big jacket). She was a big woman, as big as the big ass biker driving the Harley, but round and feminine even in a leather jacket and sporting biker-tude. They were two lanes to my left when I passed them, and my eyes were drawn to her. I couldn't stop looking at her (except for the intervals needed to stay on the road). I'm pretty sure she saw me watching her.
Then I got into the far right lane to exit and they passed me, still a couple of lanes over. She was looking right at me. I gulped. Then I waved, in my best twelve year old "you look so cool" sort of wave and grinned. She gave me a slow, dignified nod in return, and they went on their way up the highway.
Question: what do you call a biker bitch's bitch?
For those of you who asked for copies of On Our Backs - I'll get them to you, but the family got so caught up in our porn extravaganza on Sunday, we decided we had to keep them a little while longer. Sara and Jake didn't realize I had such a cool collection. As soon as they're done with them, I'll pass them on.
The rest of the marvelous weekend will be in the next entry. I promise.
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