I really, really, really like to see a woman in spandex. A well toned tall girl in bike shorts and a sports bra does things to me that make me feel funny in the pants, and man, bring ’em on. The more the merrier and the more often the better.

Still.

On a motorcycle, on the expressway, I’d much rather see you in leathers or at least Kevlar and a helmet. The idea of that smoking hot bod sliding down the asphalt at 70 makes my skin crawl. I know you have a whole lot of faith in your skills, and that’s awesome, but it isn’t your skills that concern me.