Unofficial Day 2

Friday after work, I joined a friend for drinks in Sturgis.  There were plenty of cycles on the way there, but I did not notice any remarkable attire.  However, I did see a couple outfits worth mentioning.... As we finished our drinks at our outdoor table, my friend seemed to stop in mid-sentence and forget her train of thought.      Walking through the parking lot toward the door were two unforgettable less than young women.  One was wearing very tight cut-off shorts that appeared extremely uncomfortable, her black biker boots provided the finishing touch.   Her companion (who I suspect was her mother) was wearing a tightly form-fitting top displaying  voluptuous, firm breasts with a large gaudy necklace to highlight the cleavage.   Personally, I am feeling rather good about my age but it gets so much better.   As I was turning onto the Interstate, I noticed a leather-clad biker pulled off the side of the road.  I did a double-take and nearly hit the car in front of me as I gawked at the 70+ year old, grey, long-haired, weathered faced woman astride her Harley.  Damn, I look good for my age!!