Post by vee3 on Jan 1, 2013 21:07:39 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #272029; border: 3px solid #e1e1e1; padding: 45px; border-radius: 0px 0px 200px 200px;] C O R A Cowgirls don't cry ... She had been out here a whole two days, trying to find a lost cow and her calf. She had tracked it all the way here and was now at a loss. She had tried to spook it into the open and had even tried to let her horse guide her. None of it was going to help. Maybe it had made its way back to the ranch and she had missed it somehow. Just as she was about to leave the looming forest, strong arms wrapped around her and yanked her from the saddle. A scream was cut short by a calloused hand and the edge of a cool blade pressing against her throat. She hadn't come this far, only to be brought down by something so...so ridiculous! The stench of booze filled her nostrils, and she found herself cringing. Fear fluttered in the pit of her stomach as she tried to fight past the fog in her head. "The boss was right, we got the one that got away." A sickening chuckle left the man's lips as he finished speaking. Her thoughts flashed back to the night she had been separated from her father and a lump formed in her throat. The men hadn't really caught up with her, had they? Did that mean her father was....she had to shake the thought out of her mind and try her best not to breakdown. Her horse had wandered away, occasionally stumbling over the slack reins. The man's hands grabbed her ample breasts, pulling her against his body. She whimpered and tried to squirm away from him, drawing in a shaky breath as the blade bit into her skin. Blood dribbled down her neck and she shook her head quietly, trying to jerk her elbow into his side. She had the unpleasant sensation of his erection pressing against her and cringed yet again. This couldn't be happening, not now. ... Ride, baby, ride
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