It’s a beautiful sunset, and I want to spend it riding in the field on my . I ride up high on his shoulders around the field as he trots with me proudly, carrying me carefully like the Princess I am. He’s a very strong, and very hard working, but I can see he is panting and needs a break, so I feed him a healthy serving of fresh grass from my hand. I have my whip at hand, but he didn’t do anything that warranted a thrashing. Once he was full, I straddled his back and rode him hard back to the stable, telling him to harry me back as fast as he could.

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