Yes, bikers.

 

The same burly men who have so much facial hair that you dont know where their lips are.

 

Those total badasses that in fact...are complete sweethearts.

 

They even exchange recipes.

 

I have developed a business arangement with a local group, that has proved to be worth my time.

 

Of course, I dont mind having them all fawning over me. What woman would? A few of them might make a decent snack, but I seem to be having a problem committing myself. Im not talking about till death do us part commitment, I have never excelled in that. Im talking about, getting past the flirting and under the sheets commitment.

 

Maybe its just too much effort... but I'm starting to think that I've changed.

 

And that pisses me off.