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Date Posted: 10:33:26 08/01/01 Wed
Author: -Lindsey&Secrets Of The Past-
Subject: -e n t r a n c e-

- two beat rythm is heard as a tall lean bay filly with a small rider perched 'pon her back come trotting onto the track. slowling the filly to a walk she steps up to the starting gaits. the filly's muscels ripple, standing poised. the girl pulls down her gogles and leans forward grasping tightly to the filly's mane - Come on now Secrets, be ready-ding, the bell sounds as hte giats fly open, and out coming the tall equine. fores outstretched as hinds push off powerfully. the girl clucks softly as hte filly moves to the inside. hugging tight to the rail the filly drives through the first turn. plush outstretched, cupped lobes laced, listening to the soothing words that are sent towards hte filly's ears. CComing into the backstretch the girl moves the filly away from a rail a little, where the track is hard and fast. clucking to her she-devil drives harder. soon coming into the last turn. Making sure she stays on the outside, yet stillc lose to the rail. You notice there is no whip or beating object in sight of hte pair. All tht is need is partnership. clneching her teeth a small whistle lets loose and hte filly flicks her tail, turnning on a last inch of speed they cross the finish line. standing up she lets hte filly have her head, soon coming to a halt. smiliing widely the girl pats hte filly's lathered neck. tossing her head silk tresses stay plastered to one's crest. flint like clefts collide with turf as the filly prance around. Taking her feet from the stirrups the girl lets the filly have her head as they walk around hte track to kool her off, making sure to stay on the outside-

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