NOTE: In order to properly have the full sensual experience intended by the author, you must hit play on the video included herein:
Gentle reader, beware. If you have a mild constitution, this post may be way too hawt for you. It involves raw sensuality and sex appeal the like of which is rarely experienced, even on the internet.
If you hit play, as requested, you are already experiencing the hot, Latin rhythms that are Caremen Tequilo, my heart, my one an only, my bicycle. Well, it is almost time for the first big dance of the season, so my baby needed to get all dolled up. I took her to the bicycle equivalent of Nordstroms and a spa for the ladies who lunch. She was cleaned, washed, given a new cassette to enhance her climbing prowess, and most importantly, I bought her the tri-bike equivalent of a little black dress, thong, and FMPs.
Are you sure you can handle this?
You have been warned.
Wait for it.
Behold. And try to restrain your lust.
Yes, my baby has some Zipp 404s--speed weaponry. Carmen Tequilo is ready for Wildflower.
Hopefully her meager, anglo Studlito will be able to "perform" when the time comes.