Back on the bikes again, this time around Buenos Aires, which is a pleasingly flat city to take in on a cycle.
On the tour with us was an American girl. She would have been around 16; self-conscious and just a little plain in a way that will disappear forever once she grows into her looks. Not that that offers much consolation now, particularly as she suffers from the worst case of Sexy Mum I have ever seen.
Sexy mum was in her mid 40s and beautifully presented. An Argentinean New Yorker by way of Madrid, Paris and Amsterdam, her back-story as exotic and fascinating as her looks, which it has to be said, had seen some artificial improvements over the years – skin tightened, breasts lifted. Not that we were put off by that. If anything, it actually made her sexier.
It’s a tough break being a slightly awkward daughter to a smoking hot mum and you could visibly see the girl’s exasperation build as one by one each of the lads over looked her to look over her sexy mum. Half way through the tour she decided she’d had enough and demanded to go home. I wasn’t surprised. There must be only one thing worse than being a teenage daughter to a sexy mum. And that’s being a sexy mum’s teenage son.
That is all,
Dale Atkinson
Monday, 22 February 2010
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Damn straight...
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