Damn I love it when a man admits he's wrong, well I meant he hasn't actually spoken the words but it's in his mind, "damn. He had really effed things up between them. Why hadn't he taken her calls again?" I love a woman who speaks her mind, "oh, please. Spare me the phony come on lines. What, is it a slow night on the circuit and you figured why not tap a sure thing? I don't think so, not interested. Go find some other woman to rope and ride. See you around cowboy." This was too short, I wish it was longer so the story could have been more in depth, and more background. I think everything happen too fast which is the reason I wished it had been longer.
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