We stopped and got a funnel cake that we shared as we walked towards the area where the rides were. Cindy and I just looked at each other and smiled as we got back on my motorcycle and headed out into the New Jersey night. Hindi bf The beer flowed freely and the time passed quickly. A perfect night if there ever was one. As I pulled back up to the entrance, Cindy asked me what I was doing. We sat and talked. As the ride started in motion, I hopped on the horse behind her and grabbed hold of her hips as Cindy stood up in the stirrups. The summer of 1980 seemed to hold nothing but promise for this young man. If Cindy had asked me that night, I would have. Cindy took her teddy bear and we strolled onward down the main drag, stopping occasionally at various booths.
