Story by Ambassador Jon Strom, Photos by Ambassador Kate Strom (staged pics), and Awesome Human Leslie Kehmeier (clinic pic)
I can’t believe I’m admitting this…
I’m in a committed relationship with a beautiful partner; we’ve been together for a couple of years now. She’s sexy, with curves for days. Soft in all the right places yet supportive when the going gets tough, all while giving off an exotic appeal that is hard to describe. She has a way of smoothing out the rough patches that keeps me comfortable and composed. We’ve enjoyed exciting adventures near and far that I wouldn’t trade for the world. Friends and strangers alike comment on our bond and how well we go together, seemingly jealous of the love we share. She truly is incredible. On paper and by all appearances, she’s the only one I need.
But lately, I’ve been craving something a little rougher around the edges; less refined and proper. I discovered what I was looking for in an old flame. She was certainly fun when we first got together, but I don’t think I fully grasped everything she had to offer. Lately, however, she’s introduced me to a flexibility and open-mindedness I didn’t appreciate before, satisfying my curiosity with creative scenarios, unique toys, and flashy trappings. Her slim, angular frame is playful and engaging while forcing to me be more aware of my surroundings and more in tune with the ground beneath me. While she is more rigid than my primary partner, she is comfortable dealing with whatever baggage I bring. I’m completely smitten and our rekindled passion is starting to feel like more than just a lusty fling.
Fortunately, my companions and I have an understanding and we all live happily under the same roof. While society may not be willing to accept our relationship, we’re truly happy. I have enough love for two bikes.
