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THAT IS GOING TO BE PRINTED Omg I love it And sorry for the mistakes I'm still not used to my small notebook when it goes to writing
And yes the dress is white but the blue atmosphere makes it look blue

Competition: Spread the Light Classical dressage show
Horse: OPS Doc's Unstoppable Sexpistol
Rider: Sam Dysley old Reference
Music: www.youtube.com/watch?v=gmJF9a… Hear it!!

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Sam was curious about the Spread the light Competition, about the horses, weather and new people. So she decided to take part in it even though Sex wasn't a dressage horse. But they had practised the simple basics of dressage and Sam wasn't aiming for the win so everything was well as long as they had fun riding in this amazing hall. The big windows gave a beautiful view outside but it was still dark since the competition started very early. But she didn't care it was refreshing to be outside of bed in the early early morning. And Sex was just... well not extremly pleased with the new tack. It was so heavy compared to her western tack and this sidesaddle irritated her as fuck even if they used it for some months already. Sex wanted Sams right leg but there was just nothing, no pressure no contact with bare skin or such. It was just irritating and she still made mistakes when her rider tried to lead her the way.

A bit edgy they made their way to the entrance of the hall to warm up. She loved the decorated walls, it raised her mood for christmas instantly.
That carried her thoughts away and she wasn't with Sex anymore who tried to do her own thing now. Sam thought about her family that she still couldn't remember. would they miss her? Was there even someone out there, who she kept waiting? Waiting for her? That must be terrible to miss dear persons, especially during the time that was meant to offer time with the family. But what if she'd been a terrible person? Someone who didn't have had any friends... What if she had some but they walked away from her since she was a liar or evil?
She sighed. Why wasn't it possible to remember? Hell she even did not know her surname yet. Sam and Sex, the only thing that came back to her memory. Thats why she would be called to her ride with her given name Cara Sander.

The time flew by and finally it was their turn. They kept it simple. May her horse wasn't meant to participate at such high class events but she wanted to enjoy the atmosphere, the feeling. And Sam did not regret starting with Sex. Her mare gave her best even if she got confused by the missing leg. But she gave her best and that was the main thing for Sam. She loved her Quarter. Sex gave her a wonderful stallion with her son, Sex was always there, always standing behind her, supporting her. If there was anything up she could count on her mare, no matter what it was. Even if that meant jumping down a waterfall. Sexs countless scars and her own told their story... even if Sam couldn't remember them.

reference used: the picture of the hall
www.dreamcrest.pulsarwebdesign… not traced

Description
THAT IS GOING TO BE PRINTED Omg I love it And sorry for the mistakes I'm still not used to my small notebook when it goes to writing
And yes the dress is white but the blue atmosphere makes it look blue

Competition: Spread the Light Classical dressage show
Horse: OPS Doc's Unstoppable Sexpistol
Rider: Sam Dysley old Reference
Music: www.youtube.com/watch?v=gmJF9a… Hear it!!

Advertisement: lionxs.deviantart.com/journal/…

Sam was curious about the Spread the light Competition, about the horses, weather and new people. So she decided to take part in it even though Sex wasn't a dressage horse. But they had practised the simple basics of dressage and Sam wasn't aiming for the win so everything was well as long as they had fun riding in this amazing hall. The big windows gave a beautiful view outside but it was still dark since the competition started very early. But she didn't care it was refreshing to be outside of bed in the early early morning. And Sex was just... well not extremly pleased with the new tack. It was so heavy compared to her western tack and this sidesaddle irritated her as fuck even if they used it for some months already. Sex wanted Sams right leg but there was just nothing, no pressure no contact with bare skin or such. It was just irritating and she still made mistakes when her rider tried to lead her the way.

A bit edgy they made their way to the entrance of the hall to warm up. She loved the decorated walls, it raised her mood for christmas instantly.
That carried her thoughts away and she wasn't with Sex anymore who tried to do her own thing now. Sam thought about her family that she still couldn't remember. would they miss her? Was there even someone out there, who she kept waiting? Waiting for her? That must be terrible to miss dear persons, especially during the time that was meant to offer time with the family. But what if she'd been a terrible person? Someone who didn't have had any friends... What if she had some but they walked away from her since she was a liar or evil?
She sighed. Why wasn't it possible to remember? Hell she even did not know her surname yet. Sam and Sex, the only thing that came back to her memory. Thats why she would be called to her ride with her given name Cara Sander.

The time flew by and finally it was their turn. They kept it simple. May her horse wasn't meant to participate at such high class events but she wanted to enjoy the atmosphere, the feeling. And Sam did not regret starting with Sex. Her mare gave her best even if she got confused by the missing leg. But she gave her best and that was the main thing for Sam. She loved her Quarter. Sex gave her a wonderful stallion with her son, Sex was always there, always standing behind her, supporting her. If there was anything up she could count on her mare, no matter what it was. Even if that meant jumping down a waterfall. Sexs countless scars and her own told their story... even if Sam couldn't remember them.

reference used: the picture of the hall
www.dreamcrest.pulsarwebdesign… not traced