She rode the mechanical bull...

Ride ‘em cowgirl

The night was moving right along and things were going well. My son’s band was playing a benefit show. The purpose of this benefit was to raise money for a new cage for a white tiger at the local zoo. Good cause, good crowd, great music all added up to a wonderful evening.

I met the people who were there representing the zoo and they talked about the joy of working with the animals and the crazy things that happen at a zoo from the worker’s side of the cage. It sounded fascinating but I knew as they described the nasty things and the dangerous things about zookeeping, that it was not something that I would ever want to do.

The zoo people and a couple of long time friends sat at my table that evening. It was the first and only time the band had played at this particular venue. It was called, “The Whiskey” and was a very large bar complete with a mechanical bull.

The band had just finished playing a Pink Floyd tune that I love, “Another Brick in the Wall”, when I heard some commotion in the back. We all turned around just in time to see a young woman on the mechanical bull and she was removing her blouse. She also removed her bra and the show began. This girl was very very large chested and it was a sight unlike any I had ever seen. We were breathless and speechless as she road that thing up and down with her huge breast bouncing with each thrust and twist of that bull. 

I looked over to see security coming towards her at a slow-motion pace. By the time they reached her the ride and show was over. Her friend grabbed her top and she quickly slipped it on over her head as they escorted her out of the bar. Many in the bar applauded her as she waved on her way out.

This was quite a show orchestrated by this young woman who decided to throw her inhibitions to the wind (if she ever had any). She is a descent, respectable young lady that I have seen many times before and she is a shift manager at a local restaurant. I would describe her as a responsible member of the community. Yet, she made the decision to show her huge breasts to the world inside The Whiskey Lounge and ride a bull that jerked her and twisted her and those breasts with wild, reckless abandon.

She stole the show from the band for her fifteen minutes in the limelight. I do not judge her but I do question her decision to put on such a show for the zookeepers and the rest of this crowded bar that Saturday night.

I guess I should thank her for such an exciting exhibition that I will never forget.