The lady in the convertible

Dallas TX

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You pulled up next to me at the stoplight in your Mercedes SLK. Your long thin dark hair blew in the breeze. Your nipples poked out through your white crop top t-shirt (you must have known they did) and your lulu yoga pants hugging every ounce of your perfect hips. I was riding my bike and stared a little bit too long. You noticed my growing excitement, furled your eyebrow, and smiled as the light turned green. I wish I had gotten your number so I could help improve your range of motion.