Not as Beast as MJ
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So I took my Fiancee to pick up a painting we had purchased from a gallery the week prior and while we were out I thought we should grab some drinks/appetizers. We are getting ready to get married so we had a bunch of important wedding stuff we needed to talk about and I figured what better place to do it then outside by the water at a nice restaurant. We ordered drinks and started getting into the details, times, seating arrangements, schedule of events, blah blah blah , when all the sudden I heard it...It was the most beautiful sound, although I couldnt tell what direction it was coming from, the powerful rumble and the clutch noise instantly gave it away. As important as the conversation was I, out of reflex, stopped her mid-sentence to exclaim "I hear a DUCATI!"... She looked at me, kinda like WTF , but also accepting me as what I am..a Ducatista, lol! Sure enough, a red hypermotard raced around the corner from behind a building. She looked at me, laughed and continued on...but lets be honest...from that point on I didnt hear another word she said. All I wanted to do was go home, get my bike and ride!!!
Needless to say, no sex for me that night...
Needless to say, no sex for me that night...