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** beach to breakers run with surprises
I am an avid runner and also an exhibitionist so when I heard that there was a race in San Francisco on pub;ic streets at which ** was allowed, I signed up. I rented a room close to the race route , got up early the next day, walked to the race check in point in just a pair of baggy shorts and a t shirt and registered. There were lots of people all ages, sexes, sizes, races and judging from conversations, from allover the world. I noticed people striping down to bare skin and stashed my sorts and shirt in a small back pack and shortly after the race started. I found the fact that I was bare assed naked on a city street extremely thrilling and arousing and was soon trotting behind a group of oriental women while sporting a respectable **. There were crowds of people lining both sides of the streets, yelling, clapping, and cheering as i ran past. Several times I noticed people pointing cameras in my direction and grinned. I soon realised that it is not easy to jog with a big ** bobbing and slapping my thighs and belly so I slowed, people passed me and I moved closer to the observers at the edge.
As I rounded a corner and started an easy hill, I heard my name called, looked around and found myself facing three young women who work in the same division back in New Jersey. Their cell phones were pointed in my direction as they yelled for me to slow down and they pushed through the crowd to pace me. This is going to make work interesting.
Ha ha. Deny, deny, deny. You will never live it down.