If I scratched it I would be history.... But the temptation to be a fitgirl on a bike if only for an hour was too great... I found her cyclingshoes an... squeezed my feet into them.. Apparently you had to clip yourfeet to the pedal in them.I cycled away from the house, to the world I became Sarah my wife. Mylong blond wig cascaded from below her helmet. The buff hid my realidentify I got waves from a few people. Sarah was well known in the areaand everyone knew her bike.It took me a mile or two. Freya felt a quiver of anticipation similar to that she’d felt on her first ‘real’ date, the evening on which she knew she was due to lose her virginity as she’d planned it that way. They walked up the carpeted hall way, their footsteps almost silent on the thick pile of the carpet. Freya could almost feel the deep rumble of the bass speakers in her stomach as they passed through another heavy door into the main area of the club. Dark leather furniture, crystal chandeliers emitting a soft glow. "So many things have happened," she said as we got our bikini bottoms and headed for the beach. "There's this guy named Bill I've met, and a couple older guys I wouldn't mind seeing again, except they're married, and ... and..." There's Dick," I said. "He works here. And an older guy, and..." I grinned at her sheepishly. "I've missed you." Same here."We spent the rest of the afternoon catching some rays and just being together. Mom and Dad had something cooking that night, a barbecue It was the. I was taught how to start, stop, and shift in a few minutes."Now, Sal, let's start this thing and I want you to ride the streets of the park in first and second gear, just to get the feel of the bike. Don't go too fast and just enjoy letting this monster give you a ride."It wasn't difficult to get moving, and I didn't like the high revs in first gear, so I pulled the clutch in and used my toe to move the shift lever up a gear. I was moving along nicely, but still had the revs up higher than I.