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When I was a kid, I lost my key to open my bike. The janitor at school had to break the lock, so I could get home. After he broke it up, I found the key in my backpack. I never told my dad...
Some years ago, I was around 11, I visited my mom in hospital. She's a nurse there.
I got there by bike and in front of the entrance are bicycle racks. I put a security lock around the front tire and went to her ward.
When I came back, I remember seeing that woman, standing in the entrance hall with one of the security man and they are discussing about something. I went out to my bike and noticed that I put the security lock around the wrong bike. There was another blue bike right next to mine and I had mistaken it.
But instead of taking the lock off, I just took my bike and rode off because I was too scared of the consequences.
One summer, a few years back, I would ride my bike down a bike trail at night. And as soon as I get to a certain point on the trail, I would leave my sandals and mask on, but remove everything else into my backpack, and ride back naked.
I would ride back just as night fell, riding by people's houses by the trail completely naked, with an eight inch boner.
Luckily, nobody caught me, and I rode back home naked. I slept great that night.
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