The Biker And The Homeless Woman
Amidst the news about the tension regarding the standoff in West Philippine Sea and of rising COVID-19 cases and hapless sick people struggling to find a hospital that would admit them on my Facebook News Feed, I stumbled upon this peculiar news about a male biker—he, who was in full cycling outfit and with his mountain bike parked nearby, was videotaped receiving fellatio from a homeless woman in the street, with only a few posts (unsuccessfully) covering them. Such audacity—and libido. Jeez. It wasn’t mentioned in the news if the act was consensual or if he coerced the vagabond lady but the cyclist was arrested and was charged with rape.
Such a versatile biker. Whenever I am out biking, I could only think of pedaling, the joy of riding a bike and my safety. I could pass by Scarlett Johansson sunbathing on her terrace wearing a two-piece bikini, looking at me with desirous eyes and I would probably just throw her a quick glance and continue cycling. Lol. But this biker, he stopped, set aside his bike, pull his pants down, and throw caution to the wind—for a beggar. Now, his mug shots are plastered all over Facebook and his life ruined.
But then, some men, okay, lots of them, would never pass an opportunity to have sex. If they thought they could sales talk and deceive a woman into having sex with them, they’d readily jump into that window of opportunity, doesn’t matter if there’s a possibility of a snake pit below. Some get away with it, some get arrested and jailed, some get too embarrassed with the fuss that follows and lose their mind. But if you think that these men would have learned their lesson, you’re wrong. Most of them would just lie low, then unleash their predatory instincts again once they think they have found someone they thought would be a willing victim.
Most of these predators are hard to spot, some disguise themselves as an, well, innocuous biker, others as well-meaning TV host just bringing some food, some build a goody-goody image on Facebook like they're concerned about everyone’s safety and well-being when in fact, they wouldn’t have second thoughts about cheating on their wife and putting one over other unsuspecting women, following them even through hundreds of miles in the guise of performing a duty, wishing for a windfall.
When you’re out biking and you see a homeless woman that catches your fancy, don’t stop, don’t take advantage of them, just keep on biking, and instead of caution, throw your libido to the wind, and just enjoy the ride and keep it wholesome, and maybe you can sing, “I don’t believe in Peter Pan, Frankenstein or Superman, all I wanna do is bicycle, bicycle, bicycle, I want to ride my bicycle…”
I’m sure there are less harmful way of releasing the Kraken, er, the heat inside you.
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