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rose marie
i'd never seen a girl handle a sheep the way she did.
she was sitting on the fence, rolling a grass stalk between her teeth, looking like a goddamn vision of every fantasy i d ever had, wearing those cowboy boots those rolled up denim shorts, a sweaty dirty t shirt.
i grabbed her elbows and pulled her to me and kissed her and kissed her hard, giving everything to those terrible lips,
but her mouth didn't move, and her elbows stayed limp; i nibbeled at her cheek but it was useless now. i laughed and shook my head, pulling away.
i'd never seen a girl handle a sheep the way she did.
she was sitting on the fence, rolling a grass stalk between her teeth, looking like a goddamn vision of every fantasy i d ever had, wearing those cowboy boots those rolled up denim shorts, a sweaty dirty t shirt.
i grabbed her elbows and pulled her to me and kissed her and kissed her hard, giving everything to those terrible lips,
but her mouth didn't move, and her elbows stayed limp; i nibbeled at her cheek but it was useless now. i laughed and shook my head, pulling away.