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Lucille opened her eyes, "Stop having such a dirty mind," she grumbled, flicking his chest and getting up, pulling on her clothes. |
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He smirked " I can't when your naked " |
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Lucille smirked and rolled her eyes, getting dressed. |
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Once dressed, Lucille stretched and yawned. "Cmon, cowboy," she giggled, getting up onto Truffle. |
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He climbed up onto Cole and gently kicked Cole to a walk |
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"Race you back!" she yelled, kicking Truffle up into a gallop. |
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Leim kicked Cole into a run and Cole pinned his ears back and ran |
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Lucille giggled, galloping home. |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
