Lisa Wants
It was so nice to see Lisa again, after all this time
It had been about four years since Lisa and I had gone cycling together. A few very eventful rides they were, too. I'd always managed to be behind her, watching her curvy ass smother that seat. If someone can be jealous of a bicycle seat, then I was that guy. It came as a surprise when I received a text from her, I didn't think she'd kept my number. She was remarkably well-informed as well. Lisa was a long-term divorcee,...