I Love A Sexy Woman
The Summertime Girl On The Bicycle... It was a beautiful summers morning, and I saw her long before she saw me, the girl on the bike..
Cycling toward me ... The wind blowing, swirling, her loose fitting shirt revealing just a little more flesh, than what she would normally show.....
Her hair... Dyed bright red... The type of red that makes you look twice...Tied back into a pony-tail...a small brimmed hat on her head... She holds on to it as a blast of breeze tries to lift it from her.....
Our paths getting nearer .. I see she's smoking a cigarette .... She takes one hand from the handlebars to raise the cigarette to her lips .. Her astonishing painted lips .....soft, full, passionate looking ...
Inhaling deeply .. At that moment .. She looks perfect ... That image will stay in my mind for the rest of time ...
Our paths cross....
I slow my bicycle... To allow her to pass me .. She slows .. Removes the cigarette from her mouth... And smiles at me .. I return the smile ...
"good morning" she says ....
I smile ... Return the gesture, adding "it's a beautiful day"
Her turn to smile ...
She *giggles* "it's amazing"
I smell the scent she applied this morning... Mixed with the smell of the cigarette smoke ..
"have a nice day" she says as she passes
"you too" I reply ....
I look over my shoulder, as she peddles away.. And I notice her... doing the same thing ......
Cycling toward me ... The wind blowing, swirling, her loose fitting shirt revealing just a little more flesh, than what she would normally show.....
Her hair... Dyed bright red... The type of red that makes you look twice...Tied back into a pony-tail...a small brimmed hat on her head... She holds on to it as a blast of breeze tries to lift it from her.....
Our paths getting nearer .. I see she's smoking a cigarette .... She takes one hand from the handlebars to raise the cigarette to her lips .. Her astonishing painted lips .....soft, full, passionate looking ...
Inhaling deeply .. At that moment .. She looks perfect ... That image will stay in my mind for the rest of time ...
Our paths cross....
I slow my bicycle... To allow her to pass me .. She slows .. Removes the cigarette from her mouth... And smiles at me .. I return the smile ...
"good morning" she says ....
I smile ... Return the gesture, adding "it's a beautiful day"
Her turn to smile ...
She *giggles* "it's amazing"
I smell the scent she applied this morning... Mixed with the smell of the cigarette smoke ..
"have a nice day" she says as she passes
"you too" I reply ....
I look over my shoulder, as she peddles away.. And I notice her... doing the same thing ......
