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Marco pulled up behind her, pulling out the cord to his phone as Wyatt Flores finished the lyrics 'Hate my lips for kissing yours cold Hiding all my feelings in the dark Please don’t hate my heart' as he shut it off and declined a call before getting out and whistling as he shut the door. "Dang, how much did all this cost?" |
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" enough " she giggled as Amber backed out of the trailer and Amy grabbed her lead |
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"Eh, sounds about right." He mused, taking in the scenary around them in awe. |
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She walked Amber to the pasture and took off her halter and Amber walked two feet in the pasture and dropped her head and started eating then Amy walked back to the trailer |
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Marco was in the trailer grabbing things he wouldn't need on the rodeo road, heading out with a entire bag full of them. "No idea where I should put this, where should I put this?" |
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" for now you can take it in the house I have to take all my stuff in anyway we have a week til we have the next rodeo and then the NRF is middle of next month " she walked in the trailer and grabbed a laundry basket full of dirty clothes |
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"Gotcha," He mused, snatching up some leather conditioner as well as he brought his thigns inside and looked for a place to put it. Before heading to her. "So, where am I sleeping?" Marco asks, not knowing if it was the obvious thought he was thinking or alone. |
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She was bent over putting clothes in the washer " Marco we have been sleeping together for the past three nights where do you think" |
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She was bent over putting clothes in the washer " Marco we have been sleeping together for the past three nights where do you think" |
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"Hell I mean I don't know, sometimes you chicks like to confuse me by sleeping with me for four nights then botting me to the couch on the fifth. I don't know, just a thing ya'll do sometimes." Marco mused, searching for the more lived in room before working on unpacking. |
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Nighttime Thunderstorms with Hail
