Berta's new shoes!

Sorry guys, this day was so dull in terms of driving and scenery, except for the Viennese and a sign, the unworthy traveler was not even tempted to touch his imaging device.

Such days will probably torment the Gaijin and the most beautiful readership's nerves more often.

The only exciting thing was the fact that barely crossed the border into France, the unnecessarily present person became aware of a small motorcycle accident (it seemed that a car did not give the right of way to the motorcycle in the roundabout) and not even five minutes later, at a red traffic light, an old hag decided to take her foot off the brake, probably because she wanted to squeeze her finest pimple on her nose.

The car rolled towards me, Berta also rolled back until finally the war cry of the BOSAMO was heard.

The words used here should not be repeated, blocking the blog could be the consequence and if Madame had understood anything about it, she would probably have to take blood pressure medication for even longer to control her enlightened brain so that her partner in the room doesn't constantly need an eye mask to sleep.

Eye masks are fine for love games, but not when it's just about noble sleepwalking!

Even my Berta already had a very red face, because she really wanted to have new shoes.

After more than 10,000 kilometers in the same sandals, the good one thought that she had found pleasure in new ankle boots.

How could I refuse this loyal soul her desire for fresh, pleasing pumps!

So let's go to the next motorcycle repair shop and ask what they would have in stock for noble horses like my Berta.

They had a pair of wonderful, black luxury rubber boots, which could immediately embrace Berta's delicate, dainty feet (about 45 minutes after arrival the shoes were on and I was back in the saddle, you can't really complain about that!).

The unworthy traveler did not take any pictures of it, because one does not photograph a lady under her skirt, even if the legs of the said noblewoman are being massaged by the hands of other gentlemen.

Upskirting will not happen here, my dear, excited readership, forget about it!

However, it could also be because the rancid traveler has already reached a certain, stately age, at which the weak heart of the unnecessary one simply cannot tolerate such highly erotic, exciting images and therefore the journey would have to be ended prematurely.

Ending prematurely always seems to be a mistake to the Gaijin!

Right!

P.s.: You can end the error search prematurely, this seems to be useful to me!