The Kevin Hemingsway Journals: The Woman
"She was a fine pony, a strong pony. She was wild and unbroken. She was a fine strong blond pony. She made me think of a woman. Her flank felt like a fine Cuban cigar under my hands.
She made me feel like a man."
Later:
"She was a woman. She was a fine strong woman, wild and unbroken. A woman I called Sid. Her skin felt like fine horse flesh under my hands. She made me feel like a wild stallion.
I wondered if she liked guns, and sweat, and killing things. I wondered if she would like to watch me sweat, and hold my gun, and write.
I wondered how she would look mounted."
© J. Golden 2002, 2007
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The Kevin Hemingsway Journals


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