The Rider
There once was a pretty lady who rode her bike around my neighborhood. I wanted to introduce myself to her. I could not figure out a natural way to talk to her. One day I saw her pushing her bike down the street. She asked me if I would give her a ride!
There once was a pretty lady who rode her bike around my neighborhood. I wanted to introduce myself to her. I could not figure out a natural way to talk to her. One day I saw her pushing her bike down the street. She asked me if I would give her a ride!