Ride on That Thing
One of the boys at church who likes me rides a motorcycle.
Tonight after family home evening I saw him getting on. "When are you going to give me a ride on that thing?" I asked flirtatiously.
"Now, if you want. I have a helmet."
And ride I did. It was short, but fun. I'm going to have to go on it again. Maybe he'll get around to asking me out before InternBill gets back to town.
Somehow I doubt that very much.
Tonight after family home evening I saw him getting on. "When are you going to give me a ride on that thing?" I asked flirtatiously.
"Now, if you want. I have a helmet."
And ride I did. It was short, but fun. I'm going to have to go on it again. Maybe he'll get around to asking me out before InternBill gets back to town.
Somehow I doubt that very much.
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