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Saturday, May 23, 2015

The Thrill of Summer Adventure

A cool late-Spring evening as the sun is slowly starting to go down.  To the West are supple pink colors and a blinding golden light.  There is a freshness in the air as I ride my trusty stallion Gerard through Central Park.  I push Gerard's pedals mightily.  "Ride like the wind, boy!"  I scream, and we soar down a hill.  "Yhaahaaiaiiaia!"  I bellow!  Although it's a little chilly for a Memorial Day weekend, the anticipation of Summer adventures to come overtakes me, and my breasts heave with excitement.  "Adventurrreeeeeeieie!" I scream in the night air, the pinks and golds shaking with my righteous noble fury.