Friday, May 02, 2008

Horse Of A Different Colour

He didn't believe in society's judgement of him. Who cared what they thought? She was a fine female, with the right amount of hands and teeth to die for. No, indeed! And how could they not love her figure and thorough breeding? It got somewhat complicated in the dialogue category - nothing that a little peanut butter and some coaxing couldn't remedy.

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