09-23-2010, 02:27 PM
Which Jag would you wish ?
Me ? XKE V-12. Red, convertible....
I was 17, riding my bike along a busy road in the height of summer. And the chain broke, and I took a major header in the middle of the street. Came to just before being squashed by a dump truck, rolled off the road, and passed out again.
And came to to an absolute vision leaning over me... long blonde hair, awesome cleavage in a tight fitting red dress, heels, huge green eyes.. She helped me up and got me into the passenger seat of her Red XKE V-12. I babbled. And she drove me home, despite the fact that I was bleeding all over the red leather interior.
Because she was a friend of my mother's from Church. And at least 20 years my senior. My mother later tried to fix me up with her daughter who was,,, yowza, just as amazing. But... kind of brainless, so the date didn't go anywhere.
It was possibly the most painful / erotic experience of my life. And I all have are memories and the scars from the road rash. Sigh...
Me ? XKE V-12. Red, convertible....
I was 17, riding my bike along a busy road in the height of summer. And the chain broke, and I took a major header in the middle of the street. Came to just before being squashed by a dump truck, rolled off the road, and passed out again.
And came to to an absolute vision leaning over me... long blonde hair, awesome cleavage in a tight fitting red dress, heels, huge green eyes.. She helped me up and got me into the passenger seat of her Red XKE V-12. I babbled. And she drove me home, despite the fact that I was bleeding all over the red leather interior.
Because she was a friend of my mother's from Church. And at least 20 years my senior. My mother later tried to fix me up with her daughter who was,,, yowza, just as amazing. But... kind of brainless, so the date didn't go anywhere.
It was possibly the most painful / erotic experience of my life. And I all have are memories and the scars from the road rash. Sigh...