After killing the engine, she gave the steel steed a reassuring pat on the dashboard. “ Kristen breathed out in a stuttery exhale, getting used to the rhythm of the animalistic farmyard pounding she was getting. XXX Oh my god..” Kristen mulled over. ***
Pleasantries were made over dinner that evening. She didn’t waste a second – she dove in. The swards surrounding her parent’s ranch were vast, and mostly unbroken, save for the occasional interrupting vein of a river’s offshoot that had, over time, tattooed themselves onto the swells of green that terminated into a horizon-grasping expanse of prairie. She turned through a nearby threshold and into the kitchen to be immediately treated to the sight of the back of her kid sister’s brown-haired head. Kristen’s eyes went wide, and a gasp escaped her mouth. “That good, buddy?” she giggled as she
