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Post by houndish on Sept 21, 2010 18:08:13 GMT -6
Today, was a good day for Ammo. The gelding jogged quietly under Dimitri, bare back on the dark bay. It was nice to be on an easy trail for once. Okay, it was a rarity for the boy. Aleksi was on the ground, loping with a lazy stride next to the pair. It was a perfect day, especially with an iced out metal water bottle in his left hand. Living in the burbs of Denver let him learn to ride western.
He was seeming alone on the trail. Rocking back on the pockets of his expensive jeans, he allowed a slow lope from the boy. The Russian man whooped in his native language, praising himself and the horse. It was a beautifully sunny day, warm and smelling of springtime. A slight buzz rang in his head from the alcahol, but nothing so bad he couldn't ride. He had been in some compromising situations, this was absolutley nothing. Clothes? Here
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Post by superfly on Sept 21, 2010 18:28:12 GMT -6
The soft thud of the three beat lope was the only thinf Evangeline could hear on the trail. The gelding moved smoothly under her, sweat already building up between her bum and the his painted, bare back. She held nothing but his mane between her fingers, her own red hair blowing in the wind behing her, cowboy hat on a string around her neck. Pee-Bee let out a loud whinny that took Eva by surprise and nearly left her leaping off the horse's back. "Jeez, man. Don't do that, you bastard." She laughed in spite of herself and looked up ahead of her. A boy on a horse could be seen, a dog trotting happily beside them, and Pee-Bee was quite eager to get their attention.
Evangeline allowed him to pick up a faster lope, not really meaning to catch up with the guy, but managing to nonetheless. She figured she would ride past them and get farther up the trail, have some room to gallop, but Pee-Bee slowed without her command, nickering to the other horse like the stallion he thought he was. "Cool it. No one really cares what you have to say, dude." She glanced to the other rider quickly, noting that he was rather attractive. She smiled then looked forward again, attempting to show little intrest. Was it working? Probably not.
outfit.
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