While riding my Guzzi Mille GT, I swerved to avoid hitting a deer, lost control and landed in a
ditch, severely banging my helmet and head. Dazed and confused I crawled out of the ditch to the
edge of the road when a shiny new convertible pulled up with a very beautiful woman who asked, "Are
you okay?"

As I looked up, I noticed she was wearing a low cut blouse with cleavage to die for... "I'm okay I
think," I replied as I pulled myself up to the side of the car to get a closer look.

She said, “Get in and I’ll take you home so I can clean and bandage that nasty scrape on your jaw.”
"That's nice of you," I answered, "but I don't think my wife will like me doing that!"

"Oh, come now, I’m a nurse," she insisted. "I need to see if you have any more scrapes and then
treat them properly."

Well, she was really pretty and very persuasive. Being sort of shaken and weak, I agreed, but
repeated, "I'm sure my wife won't like this."

We arrived at her place which was just a few miles away and, after a cold beers and the bandaging, I
thanked her and said, "I feel a lot better, but I know my wife is going to be really upset so I'd
better go now."

"Don't be silly!" she said with a smile. "Stay for a while. She won't know anything. By the way,
where is she?"

"Still in the ditch with my Guzzi, I guess?"

(A joke!)

On Tue, 14 Aug 2018 13:51:40 -0400, John H.
wrote:

While riding my Guzzi Mille GT, I swerved to avoid hitting a deer, lost control and landed in a
ditch, severely banging my helmet and head. Dazed and confused I crawled out of the ditch to the
edge of the road when a shiny new convertible pulled up with a very beautiful woman who asked, "Are
you okay?"

As I looked up, I noticed she was wearing a low cut blouse with cleavage to die for... "I'm okay I
think," I replied as I pulled myself up to the side of the car to get a closer look.

She said, “Get in and I’ll take you home so I can clean and bandage that nasty scrape on your jaw.�
"That's nice of you," I answered, "but I don't think my wife will like me doing that!"

"Oh, come now, I’m a nurse," she insisted. "I need to see if you have any more scrapes and then
treat them properly."

Well, she was really pretty and very persuasive. Being sort of shaken and weak, I agreed, but
repeated, "I'm sure my wife won't like this."

We arrived at her place which was just a few miles away and, after a cold beers and the bandaging, I
thanked her and said, "I feel a lot better, but I know my wife is going to be really upset so I'd
better go now."

"Don't be silly!" she said with a smile. "Stay for a while. She won't know anything. By the way,
where is she?"

"Still in the ditch with my Guzzi, I guess?"

(A joke!)

By that time my wife would have burned the motorcycle, got a ride home
from the firemen and had her lawyer on the phone.

On 8/14/18 3:14 PM, wrote:
While riding my Guzzi Mille GT, I swerved to avoid hitting a deer, lost control and landed in a
ditch, severely banging my helmet and head.

It was a great story until that period.