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Date Posted: Mon, Dec 05 2005, 10:14pm PST
Author: Brooklyn
Subject: What I'm looking for are the answers, to why these questions never go away..
In reply to: Brooklyn 's message, "What I need right now is some sweet revenge to get back what I lost then.. I gave you all I had to give but I could never reach you.. " on Mon, Dec 05 2005, 8:14pm PST

(She was looking at her face in the mirror in the little air conditioned tack room portion of her horse trailer. Her hair was slightly mused from Trevor kissing her, and she tended to it, every hair in its place. As she fixed her makeup she remembered the feel of the muscles under her hand as she ran it over Josh's back.. the boy was definitely a nice piece of God's glory.. and he was into horses. It almost made her sick to think that he was probably just this side of poor and would never go anywhere in life with cows and ropes. SHe shook her head, indulging in momentary pity for him as she touched up her mascara, making the characteristic 'o' shape with her mouth. She, however, was on her way to marrying rich and owning a BMW by the time she was 21. It would all be perfect. She pressed her lips together and nodded at her perfect reflection before she wandered back out into the head. Even though she had planned to remain away from Josh, who wasn't in her social bracket, she still found herself subconsciously finding a place on the rail to watch him compete.)

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When they were up, the crowd cheered loudly - the quiet guitar playing cowboy was a mob favorite. It was if the stallion and the man moved as one person, Aladdin instinctively knowing what to do and Josh just along for the ride and the occasional guidance. They finished with a time under three seconds, much to the excitement of everyone there though he still just seemed calm and collected though a smile tipped his lips and he raised his hat in gratitude before settling it back down onto his head and easing Aladdin in a lope out of the arena. (NT) -- Josh, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 10:24pm PST

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