I'm out riding my old Fat Boy in the fields near Krefeld again. The same place where I used to let wankers stare at me naked. Today I'm wearing a denim dress and 16cm high mules with a floral appliqué. But only for posing. You can't ride in them. I like it when these "fuck-me mules" have thin straps, are a bit too small, and offer little support. In the close-ups, you can clearly see how the soles of my feet stick out over the footbed and how my toes are practically tied down.
