a pink leather biker outfit...

The faux leather hugged his body, making him seem more shapely than he really was. His blond wig sat atop his head, and he looked like he belonged in a beer commercial or a sixties biker movie. His sleek black helmet stood on the stand next to the mirror, and a his black bike was in the garage, begging to be ridden. But he couldn't go out like this, could he? yes! he would... but where would he go? there was a biker rally downtown, but someone might recognize his bike, or worse... him! there was also a new biker bar opening up... he had no doubt that he could score a few drinks there...