Morning Walk

It was a glorious morning. I took the dogs for a walk early.

The sun shone, there was a lovely breeze.

I was listening to Marvin Gaye, the morning couldn't have been cooler.

I was walking down Brunswick Street, nonchalantly, listening to my music, when this sexy bike rider in tight black shorts, with great legs, was messing around with his panniers on the ground. I took two, maybe three more steps, after this photo was taken – I was taking photos of my dogs, so I had the camera ready to go in my hand – and he bend right over in front of me, just as I walked up behind him, just like that. I could easily have just reached out and grabbed him by the hips.

Oh, could you imagine?

“Ah?”

“Ah!”

Pffffff, it made me think, wild thoughts. He was a good sort. I felt a sly smile appear across my face.

He had no idea what had just happened. No, not a clue.

He got on his bike and rode away.

I kept walking.