The Pillion Run

Sunday 3rd August 2008

Following a great day out with Thames Valley Advanced Motorcycle Group, I have drawn the short straw to do the write-up.

I am normally a shy girl really, having not seen much of life. Originating in China I arrived in the UK in a big box like many other immigrants, only to be sold on via e-bay by my first owner. From the outset John made me very welcome; we seemed to bond well and he found some clothes to keep me nicely dressed. I was particularly thrilled to hear Deborah, Johns lovely wife, was not willing to take part in the August Sunday Pillion ride and that I was to have John all to myself for the day and not to mention having the pleasure of experiencing a 190 miles on a BMW 1200 GS.

We met at Loomies, not far from where John lives. In the car park this large man that John called Panos arrived to take pictures of us. Panos was laughing and was very jolly, I knew then I was going to enjoy myself. Departing the café there were nine bikes and I was the fourth girl riding pillion. I did think that maybe I should have had better clothing as everybody else was wearing waterproof protective clothing and crash hats. Still I had John to keep me warm and after all it is summer. All went well for the first hour. We zoomed through lanes and fast roads overtaking sad slow car drivers. Then it rained hard and I got soaked, right down to my knickers.

We saw all these lovely horses engraved and marked out on the hillside. Stopping in a car park to admire one of the horses I did feel a bit intimidated because on other BMW’s both a bit like John’s, there were these two girls, at least I think they were girls, Paula and Christine. I have to say they were a bit rough. Not the sort one usually wishes to mix with. They had very little dress sense and kept adjusting their boobs. They seemed to make fun of me and Christine infuriatingly wanted to check my underwear. This came close to spoiling the day. I was pleased when we sped off. Fairly quickly we found a petrol station to refuel the bikes and a few people had coffee. A further hour of zipping along country roads saw the sun come out and I started to dry out. Lunch was at a pub called the “The Who'd a Thought It" in Lockeridge, somewhere not far from Avebury. I stayed on the bike while the others went for lunch thus looking after my figure and also so I could further dry out. After an hour or more the others emerged talking very highly about the good and plentiful food before we zipped of towards home and our final destination at Loomies.

I would like to thank all of my new friends for their company but particularly Howard and Anita for leading a really enjoyable ride and for that sexy big man Panos for being tail end Charlie. I suppose all good things come to an end. John was pleased, I heard him tell Deborah: “I had been a good girl and not gone down on him at all”.

Now it’s all over I am a bit sad and deflated. Still I look forward to some more grin factor on the bike; a quick blow from John and I will be raring to go again!

Luv

Roxy- Blow up Doll (aboard John Barnes Silver 1200GS)