cool rider

he packed a spare helmet on the motorbike. we rode from bondi junction to bondi and back again, my legs pressing heavily into his. i held onto his waist. my fingers felt the softness of stomach. he noted that i was more relaxed on the trip back - my body was less tense and i moved with the bike, with him. i attributed this to alcohol. but it was more than that. "clearly i like you very much". we kissed. i went home, on a train, electric.