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KToM

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Jul 21, 1999, 3:00:00 AM7/21/99
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One of those special evenings when, for no apparent reason, she beckons me
near. Nearer I approach to her silent call. Words are useless, only
physical relations do we both desire. Seeing her silent desire I offer her
an exotic drink, she accepts. I can tell by her glance, she wants me to
straddle her. I am more interested in a different approach. As I remain to
only one side of her, I can feel the anxiety level increasing. With my
fingertips I massage her where she is controlled by me. My hand drifts
lower on her body in uncontrollable excitement. I feel the need to tickle
her BING. at first she resists but gives in quickly as I push her floats to
the bottom of her bowl! A moment passes and she erupts with moisture
flowing and flowing till it drips on the floor. I sternly move and pull her
lever out. I stroke her once, softly... again I stroke her, more abruptly
than before.........My energy is uncontrollable and my third stroke is my
last! We both Erupt with ecstasy as I twist her throttle and she vibrates
against me. I twist her again and again, as she screams repeatedly.

Started my penton tonight.

Humai

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Jul 22, 1999, 3:00:00 AM7/22/99
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...and I bet she didn't mind sleeping on the wet spot too!

- Grant (98 KDX220, 98 YZ400)

SCW

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Jul 22, 1999, 3:00:00 AM7/22/99
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Did anyone else read about the Penton bikes in Racer X?  Cool story.

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bullwinkle

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Jul 22, 1999, 3:00:00 AM7/22/99
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KToM wrote in message <7n62q2$3ei$1...@bgtnsc02.worldnet.att.net>...
<snip pornographic detail :)

Great Post!!!!!

>Started my penton tonight.
>


Ivan Liechty
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OffRoader

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Jul 22, 1999, 3:00:00 AM7/22/99
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KToM wrote in message <7n62q2$3ei$1...@bgtnsc02.worldnet.att.net>...
> One of those special evenings when, for no apparent reason, she beckons
me

<snip Penton Sex>

Wow!

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Gremoby61

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Jul 22, 1999, 3:00:00 AM7/22/99
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After reading your Penton story, I went out and started my old Hercules....I
have been ignoring her lately. They just dont make them like they used to, eh?
And the sound they make.....take a minuute to stop and smell the roses. My
wife just does not understand. C'est la Vie, eh?

Harry

BTW...Pentons and other old sachs engined bikes normally fired right up....it
wasn't until a friend got a newer KTM mid 80's that I heard that KTM stood for
"Kick Ten Minutes" and then
"Kick Ten More".
Are they still that bad?

Harry

Sadfer

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Jul 22, 1999, 3:00:00 AM7/22/99
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Excellent post ! It sure brings together two of my favorite things.
Maybe chapter 2 could bring out the relate darksides.


> . I twist her again and again, as she screams repeatedly.
>
> Started my penton tonight.


Josh Harmon

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Jul 22, 1999, 3:00:00 AM7/22/99
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Gremoby61 wrote:

> wasn't until a friend got a newer KTM mid 80's that I heard that KTM stood for
> "Kick Ten Minutes" and then
> "Kick Ten More".
> Are they still that bad?

My Katoom is the easiest starting bike I have ever owned, in gear no less.

Josh Harmon
99 300EXC

dirt dejavu

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Jul 23, 1999, 3:00:00 AM7/23/99
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I remember my first encounter with the pangs of passion only a young man
could know.
As I gazed upon the blithe form in the evening mist, I knew this would be a
relationship never before dreamed of. But alas it did not last.
The scent, the sounds, the feel of the embrace, were not to last.
It would be five long years of sordid escapades with the most common types
while mere beauty would guide my shameless soul.
But once again true love struck.
It was an unusual meeting, She was a window girl
typical of the part of Amsterdam where gentlemen venture only in the evening.
Painted in sordid color, yes, but there was something that drew me closer.
How odd, I thought, that such a vision would be seen here in the land of
cowboys, mountains, and desert heat. There was nothing to do but pay the
proprietor the requested sum, and steal her away for ever for my own.
Perhaps it was the distant memories of my first true love and the knowledge
gained through pain. I did not know what I had lost until it was too late.
This time the pleasure would not be only of the sensuous embrace, but of
respect for the balance between her strength, irresistible prowess, and urge to
please any good man.


dirt dejavu, xt350
past machines
1967 yamaha big bear scrambler
1970 penton 6 day trials 125
1971 susuki 125 enduro
1972 honda sl 350
1972 Maico 250
1973 BMW R75/5
1977 kawasaki ke250
1977 penton mc5 250


KToM wrote:

> One of those special evenings when, for no apparent reason, she beckons me

> near. Nearer I approach to her silent call. Words are useless, only
> physical relations do we both desire. Seeing her silent desire I offer her
> an exotic drink, she accepts. I can tell by her glance, she wants me to
> straddle her. I am more interested in a different approach. As I remain to
> only one side of her, I can feel the anxiety level increasing. With my
> fingertips I massage her where she is controlled by me. My hand drifts
> lower on her body in uncontrollable excitement. I feel the need to tickle
> her BING. at first she resists but gives in quickly as I push her floats to
> the bottom of her bowl! A moment passes and she erupts with moisture
> flowing and flowing till it drips on the floor. I sternly move and pull her
> lever out. I stroke her once, softly... again I stroke her, more abruptly
> than before.........My energy is uncontrollable and my third stroke is my
> last! We both Erupt with ecstasy as I twist her throttle and she vibrates

> against me. I twist her again and again, as she screams repeatedly.
>
> Started my penton tonight.


fas...@my-deja.com

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Jul 23, 1999, 3:00:00 AM7/23/99
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In article <7n62q2$3ei$1...@bgtnsc02.worldnet.att.net>,
"KToM" <tussea...@worldnet.att.net> wrote:

erotic tales of the night deleted...

Yes, them Jap girls are just too easy. You can
just slap at them and they are bubbling and ready to go.

Now..take an Austrian gal.... ain't no easy way
around getting them babys going... Gotta get 'em
sloppy wet and work on them for at least KTwentyM
minutes. But whoa..watch out when you do.

Freddie

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I thought it meant *Judas*! Hoo boy, am I red in the face!


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IRKurt

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Jul 23, 1999, 3:00:00 AM7/23/99
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Nice to hear about the ol' Penton. Weren't they Pentons east of the
Mississippi and KTMs west? It's my memory that Jack Penton imported and
introduced the Austrian wonder to the U.S. Pentons and Huskys - serious enduro
bikes in the early 70s.

From what I have seen the new KTMs are not as bad. I had a 85 KTM 500. Gawd!
That thing, by comparison, makes the Swedish Woods Princess, on a crabby day,
seem like an after-thought to start.

I actually sprained my ankle, badly, starting that KTM. Walked funny for
several months. Monster compression, goofy kick starter. Bing tickler carb,
tickle, kick, kick, kick - snort, backfire, kick kick, - lay on ground panting,
kick, kick varoom. (inevitable stall) - "sheeeeeit".

But by then I was wasted. 85 KTM would have been a swell choice for a
dead-engine start...

Kurt
Husaberg FE400

>BTW...Pentons and other old sachs engined bikes normally fired right up....it

>wasn't until a friend got a newer KTM mid 80's that I heard that KTM stood
>for
>"Kick Ten Minutes" and then
>"Kick Ten More".
>Are they still that bad?
>

>Harry
>
>


Gremoby61

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Jul 23, 1999, 3:00:00 AM7/23/99
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Kurt.....I just happen to own a 1983 XC500,

a
>Swedish Woods Princess

in your words. That's just about what she is too....but get her in the open
desert, and she becomes an angel. Just can't let her stall tho....

Harry

EMARPLE

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Jul 24, 1999, 3:00:00 AM7/24/99
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>dirt dejavu, xt350
>past machines
>1967 yamaha big bear scrambler
>1970 penton 6 day trials 125
>1971 susuki 125 enduro
>1972 honda sl 350
>1972 Maico 250
>1973 BMW R75/5
>1977 kawasaki ke250
>1977 penton mc5 250

Great story! Now my wife knows why I'm up half the night reading RMD. I noticed
at the bottom you had a '72 SL350. For those who don't know, it was basicaly a
Honda 350 street bike with high fenders and pipe and a few other cosmetics. My
friend had one and he was about 5'3" and weighed a whopping 100# (about 1/4 of
the machine). He had to push it over to a curb (with help) to get going on it,
then, if the traffic light was red, he'd have to roll over to the curb to stop.
Once he came upon a red light and no curb and he crashed. It took a couple of
pedestrians to help him get started again. His parents thought he was just
riding it in a field near their house, but of course he was riding all over
town with it. (We were only 14 or 15 at the time). Once, while riding around on
the other side of town, some pranksters tossed a half full (or empty, depending
on your point of view) beer can out the window of a passing car. The can hit
him right in the chest, and with both vehicles travelling at about 60mph, the
impact crushed the can and blew beer all over him. When he went home, his
parents threatened to send him to reform school for drinking beer at such a
tender young age and refused to believe the obviously fabricated story about
riding his bike out on the street. The bike was sold immediately.

As soon as he turned sixteen, now weighing in at a hefty 110#, he bought an old
Harley shovelhead. Flashfoward WAY too many years: he's now a semi-respectable
computer nerd who rides a Ducati 996. Probably still only weighs 130# though!

Everett
'91 KX301...(tree-finder)
'74 BMW R90/6...(gentleman's express)
'75 Kawasaki 400 S3 two-stroke triple...(basket case, for sale, $600)

Duckurt

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Jul 25, 1999, 3:00:00 AM7/25/99
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Harry:
I noticed I omitted saying anything about after I got it going. Apologies.

The '85 KTM 500 had more in the bottom end than any bike I've ridden. You
could rev it if you wanted to, but that wasn't necessary. Just keep on
shifting! Suspension was excellent. No complaints. Bike did not feel overly
heavy once under way, but really held a line. I can see why it would be a
"Desert Angel". The seat though, do you still have a stocker - and ride it
distances in the desert? My '85 was just breaking in when I sold the bike in
1997. Any of this sound familiar? I managed to break a triple clamp - had to
search most of old Europe for a replacement. Finally found one in Georgia.

There's something about those sexy Europeans... You earn those rewards.
Love/hate, but they keep you coming back for more...

Regards,
Kurt
96 Husaberg FE400

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