Wednesday, June 23

Yesterday I get sunburned to blisters riding all day and today he rubs my back raw fucking me up against the wall.

"Shit," I say when it's over and I finally notice the fire starting at the top of my shoulders and running downwards.

He smiles half-heartedly. I lay in bed on my stomach and we spend the next hour with his soft soft hands rubbing aloe-infused lotion all over the pink and leaving kisses on the white.

After that the sun's started to disappear on the horizon so I throw on some jeans and hop on my horse to gallop around the pastures and stir up some trouble. He sits on the porch smoking and watching my silhouette as I ride, smiling and humming an old country song.


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