The Blonde at the gas pumps
It was a cool night and I had decided to take a bike ride just before sundown. I got my leathers on and fired up the Harley. She sounded great. It was loud due to the custom drag pipes and I sat there for a few minutes listening to that strong deep thump in the motor.. I put it in gear and took off. I rode for hours and I was somewhere in the country. The sun was just about to set when I figured I’d better get gas. I spotted a Texaco station so I headed for it. I pulled up to the pump,...