Nice Look
I ride down Exhibition Street to Birrarung Marr. I ride my bike around the Yarra. Then up off the Yarra and around the Boulevard.
The sun shone. The bike path stretched out in front of me.
I stopped to get a drink of water on the bike track, just by St K's. It is one of my regular, stops, at the drinking tap there. The long sweeping bend of the boulevard slips around to the left and then sweeps into Richmond.
I want to say thanks to the guy who rode up dressed in just those small floppy red running shorts with the legs so open the whole world was his gynaecologist. His black jocks hugged his plump arse cheeks and his bulge as the wide leg of his shorts flapped open, making it look as though he was riding his bike just in his jocks.
He must have known.
Very nice.
The sun shone. The bike path stretched out in front of me.
I stopped to get a drink of water on the bike track, just by St K's. It is one of my regular, stops, at the drinking tap there. The long sweeping bend of the boulevard slips around to the left and then sweeps into Richmond.
I want to say thanks to the guy who rode up dressed in just those small floppy red running shorts with the legs so open the whole world was his gynaecologist. His black jocks hugged his plump arse cheeks and his bulge as the wide leg of his shorts flapped open, making it look as though he was riding his bike just in his jocks.
He must have known.
Very nice.
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