I've taken a male pillion to dunedin and back. (I guess I shouldn't be posting here because I'm not a biker angel but still it is a kinda amusing story.)
Friend of mine on the back of the bike. we stop at a pub for lunch in Omaru. And I hear these wolf whistles coming from the guys at the table outside. I turn around and my pillion has taken up to striking a couple of poses, straight long blonde hair running down out the back of the helmet...
My pillion unzips their jacket and reviels a loose shiney silk blouse type thing and I heard a few more wolf whistles and a call of "take it all off"
and then everybody kinda turned a little green when he took off his helmet because they weren't expecting a metrosexual a male pillion
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!
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