by sunflower. » Wed Aug 24, 2011 5:19 am
Abby smiled and put her left foot in the stirrup and lifted her leg up, swinging it over Moorland Totillas' broad back. "Are you comfortable up there?" She asked Simon.
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Oh boy, look at me trying to be all fancy with my signature.
Nope. Not going according to plan.
Think I'll just leave it here.
Send me a pm. I like people. c: