Every bike ride I hear comments about my helmet—“Nice lid” and “Like your helmet”—as I pass by. Wonder if they think I’m queer…or that I support all? Either way is fine with me.
A while back, my daughter asked, “Ever been attracted to women, Mom?” I don’t think so but I was curious and open to the possibility.
Last year, while traveling, I pondered her question. First, we traveled south from here and found more attractive Latinos. Next, to the Middle East, and the handsome Arab men started standing out. And later, on another trip, the tall, sturdy Norwegian guys. My word!
I’m one who notices. Why not? As they say, even though I’ve already ordered, I can still look at the menu.
It’s clear. I’m a 9 or 10 on a gay-straight continuum.
And while I might look, I never act. I’ve chosen my foxy man; he’s pedaling alongside.
Always Bridging 
You take fabulous photos, Penny! Just sayin’!
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