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Date Posted: Sun, Dec 11 2005, 10:31pm PST
Author: Josh
Subject: He was definately a mans man in his wranglers, boots and hat. He didn't smell of fancy cologne, he smelled like horse, hay, soap and just the scent of pure man. A smile played over his lips as he looked down, shrugging his broad shoulder. "I am not the turning away kinda guy, darlin'." He stated softly, it was true - he was a loyal kinda guy. He took care of what he was decided was his and he didn't let any animal suffer. He also was a sucker for damsels in distress and she fit that bill for him an awful lot.
In reply to: Josh 's message, "
Well, I guess thats just the cowboy in me
" on Fri, Dec 09 2005, 11:34pm PST


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  • (She might be stuck up and awfully bitchy at times, but the facade was there to protect the woman inside that craved independence and freedom. Her father was demanding and protective, molding her into a beautiful young woman that everyone expected to go to an expensive college because of Daddy's money, not for her intelligence or merit. It enfuriated her, so she played their game.. covering up the woman she was with the front of a spoiled little rich girl.. getting her way and hopefully getting out. She gazed into his eyes, intoxicated by his drawl and the heady scent of man and horse.. it awoke that side of her that had lain dormant.. the little girl who craved adventure and wanted nothing more than to be a cowgirl.) I'm glad you didn't turn away.. (She admitted, a bit of color flushing up her fair cheeks.) (NT) -- Brooklyn, Sun, Dec 11 2005, 10:40pm PST
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