Seekers and peekers,
If you were in St. Louis on the night of August 15th at Tower Grove Park, you knew what was going down...and coming off..lol
Twas the World Naked Bicycle Ride old chums!
Truly, an unforgettable night!
For those of you that don't know, the World Naked Bike Ride is an organization that protests the world's oil addiction by riding publicly in the shrewd NUDE!! *****orgasms*****
It was glorious.... There is no obligation to be naked. In fact costumes and body paint are urged and appreciated.
Tim had the brilliant idea of spotting the whole race on his scooter which turned out to be FUCKING GENIUS. We got amazingly positive feedback from all the shivering naked riders.
When we arrived at the park, the place was completely EMPTY.The ride was supposed to take off @ 9PM and we were a bit a early.
We remained optimistic and slid onto the scooter to circle around the park.
Readers, I was iiiiinnnnn pure heaven! My baby's chest pressed against my back...feeling his breath down the back of my neck...wind flying up my skirt.Romantic Heaven.
Skimming around was like the land of Oz. Not a fucking soul in sight. There were a few picnics but no weird looking cyclists...We were just about to just say "fuck it" and go make out underneath a tree but then noticed in our periphials a light flickering in the darkness...and then a few more...flicker flicker....and a beautiful pirate woman in bloomers and painted tits rode by us. I cheered for her. She smiles and leads us to the rest of the munchkins. We were pretty sure we had made it to the right place judging by the fact that the whole park was pitch black yet you could hear a large group of people giggling nervously. These were the only types of giggles that you would hear if you were surrounded by a group of naked folk. \
It was definitely Woodstock. People were hugging, singing songs, painting each other and having a good time. In great harmony....
The place was PACKED with old ones, new ones, short ones, tall ones, 6 inchers, 2 inchers, hairy ones, painted, costumed and birthday suited. It was also quite amusing watching this snobby couple become accidentally caught up in the crowd and almost vomiting. The old lady wore a sweater draped around her polo shirt as she weaved through bare asses rubbing against her going "tsk, tsk". HA!
was sooo sure that the reason the police were nearby was to ensure WE (he protesters) did not start trouble. Instead they were there for OUR protection and to give the riders a safe and peaceful journey. We had our own police ESCORT!! Get that!!! Even most of the cars on the street were being good sports about the whole thing and giving everyone honks and even applauding!
The skins were soon off with a cheer. We quickly mounted our scooter and began to spot them. One guy yells out "Wow, this is like Tour De France!" and that made us feel quite warm inside. The ride was soo much fun and the night air was crisp. Tim worked the bike and got me tons of great angles while i tried to get as many shots as the flash would allow.
I couldn't tell you that everyone was comfortable. I did notice a few guys shifting around a bit...
Some ignorant riders assumed that we were riding WITH them for the cause and didn't understand that we were only paparazzi. So they'd yell things out like "Hey, that's cheating!!!" or "That's not a real bike!" Dildoes...
The group was turning on a major intersection downtown when we noticed a late rider trying to undress and hurry to catch up. She gave us a good laugh because whenever the camera would be aimed at her, she'd flip out "Don't please! My brother will see them!" Now i think she may have forgotten that she was undressing in front of at least a100 pervs waiting at a red light for us to pass...ANYONE COULD HAVE SEEN her naked ass speeding down the street on a bike.
Luckily (for only HER) i missed a shot of her. Flash didn't go off and she is DAMN lucky it didn't ...lol 
A couple of girls asked us "What are you guys doing with the pics?" and I replied, "Showing them to old pervs online" in a joking manner. They got it quickly and began squealing and laughing. The sad part is....i wasn't kidding. The only fib i told was the fact that you were pervs, which you obviously are not! So enjoy these while they last before the lawsuits catch up with me.
Lol....I need to go to jail. I am dangerous and do not trust myself with a camera...YIKES!
All of a sudden the cop abandons us on some strip of road. I had figured that because he was only paid in probably in donuts, the trip would be short. I was wrong again...we were safely left in the gay district. And we are greeted with a live dj and drinks in the middle of the street!
I'm at first wondering, "why in the hell out of all places would they plant us in the gay district?" but then realized that since we were in St.Louis; a close minded city it would be the SAFEST place for us to go without being shot at or raped. We were welcomed by drag queens, lesbians, and gay men who watched over us as we danced the night away.
We were totally surrounded by bars and gay clubs.
Anyone who knows Tawainai knows that she LOOOOOVES drag queens and almost cries whenever she meets one. One beautiful drag queen glided out from her stage with a microphone confused but still gorgeous.
She stood at about 6'7, had a brown beehive wig and a tight long gold dress. When i saw her i gasped and looked at Tim almost as if iasking permission to get Mickey Mouse's autograph. He agreed to take a photo of me. I stumbled over to her while she looked at all these naked beasts giggling "What the heeelllll? Thiss is craaazy!" . I looked up and said "You are so beautiful" and she looked down at me to say "Awwww thank you sweetie" and gave me a big hug. Ohhhhh i almost just lost it!
Drags queens are so uplifiting and cheerful which is why they hold a soft place in my heart. So thank you, whoever you were that hugged me.
There was a gay club behind me named "Just John". I thought that was a clever name. Instead of a sign reading "Dicks Only" that was really clever. I tried to convince Tim to go get us some drinks from them (only being because i'd get thrown out). Lol... my negotiation skills never seem to work on him. Damned reverse psychology...
Eventually the crowd began to get crazy of Fuse and Vitamin Water and the lover and i decided to grab a bite.
We ate and were so exhausted just passed out. Great niiiight!
Sunday morning was eventful.. After our festival, we decided to catch breakfast and recount our prior evening.
After breakfast and coffee, we decided to check out a few shops to beat some passing rain.
Antique shops always have us missing for hours...I have a French apron that dates back to the 1920's from an antique shop in Springfield. It will be worn in my upcoming sets...YIIIKES...so hot.
Thank you baby, for editing these for me...
With love of none other...
T
If you were in St. Louis on the night of August 15th at Tower Grove Park, you knew what was going down...and coming off..lol
Twas the World Naked Bicycle Ride old chums!
Truly, an unforgettable night!
For those of you that don't know, the World Naked Bike Ride is an organization that protests the world's oil addiction by riding publicly in the shrewd NUDE!! *****orgasms*****
It was glorious.... There is no obligation to be naked. In fact costumes and body paint are urged and appreciated. Tim had the brilliant idea of spotting the whole race on his scooter which turned out to be FUCKING GENIUS. We got amazingly positive feedback from all the shivering naked riders.
When we arrived at the park, the place was completely EMPTY.The ride was supposed to take off @ 9PM and we were a bit a early.
We remained optimistic and slid onto the scooter to circle around the park.
Readers, I was iiiiinnnnn pure heaven! My baby's chest pressed against my back...feeling his breath down the back of my neck...wind flying up my skirt.Romantic Heaven.
Skimming around was like the land of Oz. Not a fucking soul in sight. There were a few picnics but no weird looking cyclists...We were just about to just say "fuck it" and go make out underneath a tree but then noticed in our periphials a light flickering in the darkness...and then a few more...flicker flicker....and a beautiful pirate woman in bloomers and painted tits rode by us. I cheered for her. She smiles and leads us to the rest of the munchkins. We were pretty sure we had made it to the right place judging by the fact that the whole park was pitch black yet you could hear a large group of people giggling nervously. These were the only types of giggles that you would hear if you were surrounded by a group of naked folk. \
It was definitely Woodstock. People were hugging, singing songs, painting each other and having a good time. In great harmony....
The place was PACKED with old ones, new ones, short ones, tall ones, 6 inchers, 2 inchers, hairy ones, painted, costumed and birthday suited. It was also quite amusing watching this snobby couple become accidentally caught up in the crowd and almost vomiting. The old lady wore a sweater draped around her polo shirt as she weaved through bare asses rubbing against her going "tsk, tsk". HA!
was sooo sure that the reason the police were nearby was to ensure WE (he protesters) did not start trouble. Instead they were there for OUR protection and to give the riders a safe and peaceful journey. We had our own police ESCORT!! Get that!!! Even most of the cars on the street were being good sports about the whole thing and giving everyone honks and even applauding!
The skins were soon off with a cheer. We quickly mounted our scooter and began to spot them. One guy yells out "Wow, this is like Tour De France!" and that made us feel quite warm inside. The ride was soo much fun and the night air was crisp. Tim worked the bike and got me tons of great angles while i tried to get as many shots as the flash would allow.
I couldn't tell you that everyone was comfortable. I did notice a few guys shifting around a bit...
Some ignorant riders assumed that we were riding WITH them for the cause and didn't understand that we were only paparazzi. So they'd yell things out like "Hey, that's cheating!!!" or "That's not a real bike!" Dildoes...
The group was turning on a major intersection downtown when we noticed a late rider trying to undress and hurry to catch up. She gave us a good laugh because whenever the camera would be aimed at her, she'd flip out "Don't please! My brother will see them!" Now i think she may have forgotten that she was undressing in front of at least a100 pervs waiting at a red light for us to pass...ANYONE COULD HAVE SEEN her naked ass speeding down the street on a bike.
Luckily (for only HER) i missed a shot of her. Flash didn't go off and she is DAMN lucky it didn't ...lol A couple of girls asked us "What are you guys doing with the pics?" and I replied, "Showing them to old pervs online" in a joking manner. They got it quickly and began squealing and laughing. The sad part is....i wasn't kidding. The only fib i told was the fact that you were pervs, which you obviously are not! So enjoy these while they last before the lawsuits catch up with me.
Lol....I need to go to jail. I am dangerous and do not trust myself with a camera...YIKES! All of a sudden the cop abandons us on some strip of road. I had figured that because he was only paid in probably in donuts, the trip would be short. I was wrong again...we were safely left in the gay district. And we are greeted with a live dj and drinks in the middle of the street!
I'm at first wondering, "why in the hell out of all places would they plant us in the gay district?" but then realized that since we were in St.Louis; a close minded city it would be the SAFEST place for us to go without being shot at or raped. We were welcomed by drag queens, lesbians, and gay men who watched over us as we danced the night away.
We were totally surrounded by bars and gay clubs.
Anyone who knows Tawainai knows that she LOOOOOVES drag queens and almost cries whenever she meets one. One beautiful drag queen glided out from her stage with a microphone confused but still gorgeous.
She stood at about 6'7, had a brown beehive wig and a tight long gold dress. When i saw her i gasped and looked at Tim almost as if iasking permission to get Mickey Mouse's autograph. He agreed to take a photo of me. I stumbled over to her while she looked at all these naked beasts giggling "What the heeelllll? Thiss is craaazy!" . I looked up and said "You are so beautiful" and she looked down at me to say "Awwww thank you sweetie" and gave me a big hug. Ohhhhh i almost just lost it!
Drags queens are so uplifiting and cheerful which is why they hold a soft place in my heart. So thank you, whoever you were that hugged me.There was a gay club behind me named "Just John". I thought that was a clever name. Instead of a sign reading "Dicks Only" that was really clever. I tried to convince Tim to go get us some drinks from them (only being because i'd get thrown out). Lol... my negotiation skills never seem to work on him. Damned reverse psychology...
Eventually the crowd began to get crazy of Fuse and Vitamin Water and the lover and i decided to grab a bite.
We ate and were so exhausted just passed out. Great niiiight!
Sunday morning was eventful..
After our festival, we decided to catch breakfast and recount our prior evening. After breakfast and coffee, we decided to check out a few shops to beat some passing rain.
Antique shops always have us missing for hours...I have a French apron that dates back to the 1920's from an antique shop in Springfield. It will be worn in my upcoming sets...YIIIKES...so hot.
Thank you baby, for editing these for me...
With love of none other...
T
VIEW 5 of 5 COMMENTS
shibumi01:
such fun, maybe st louis is my next city to conquer. nothing like that in the bible beit, lol looks like you guys had fun!
saveme:
YOU am my new favorite person. 