Although not really a race, the fancy dress competitors still had that urge to go as quick as possible. Some were encumbered by their costumes, Tower ...ridge was one example, but our closer fitting costumes allowed us to race along almost unhindered. So it was that by the time we reached the finish, we had caught another three teams and we finished to a great cheer from the gallery of cyclists and locals that lined the finish area.Mum steered us back to the village hall and our camper but before. It was a strange site as Andy and Cathy strolled along, hand in hand, as the rest of the villager walked along in their own costumes. Some were dressed as jesters, some a warriors or nobles. There where also Celtic gods of Animals, where the villager whore a mask or birds with feather cloaks. Teenage girls, wearing short pink or blue dresses, skipped and danced about the crowd in time with the music.At last, after twenty minutes strolling around the village, accompanied by the band they had. "Would youlike to introduce the last song?"Okay, that surprised me. I didn't expect him to give me the stage totalk about 'I Need You'. It was his song. Then it dawned on me. Itwasn't his song. It was our song now. He wanted to help reinforce thatby letting me talk about it.I nodded before bringing my own microphone to my mouth. "Josh came tome a few days ago and asked me to sing with him tonight," I told thecrowd. "But there was something else he asked me to do too. I remembersitting at home. There is an audible gasp. I giggleto myself with the knowledge that I have not yet to even remove my top.But then, I throw off my pink hoodie. Then, I crawl to the edge of thestage like the tigress I am. Swing my legs over the edge in one quickhyper feminine move and remove my bra as I look for the man that I want todirect all my lustful energy to so publicly. I breathe in, deeply archingmy body seductively at the edge of the stage, at the edge of everything,caressing my magnificent breasts.