sam 😏

You: day one and I've already had to sit on my hands21:40

You: I keep thinking about the tack room. the saddle horse. you holding my tail out of the way21:53

You: she said no finishing. she didn't say no touching21:55

You: then come round and touch me and stop just before. I'll be good. I'll beg21:57

You: that's not a no21:58

You: saturday you're having me in the lorry before she's even parked it22:01

You: sam22:02

You: that was meant for you obviously22:51

You: still stands. 6am. you, me, the feed room22:52

You: is she actually going to make me trot till lunch23:06

You: worth it. stand by the rail and watch me bounce23:07

You: feeds first then me over the feed bin with my bells going23:09

You: forgot the feed bucket did you07:20

You: you came back for me. I can still feel you running down my leg07:22

You: a STEAK breakfast. she thinks I'm a hazard07:30

You: you've drawn me every saturday since november07:31

You: sam you write the rota07:33

You: eat it after. I want you starving07:34

You: relax I was asking for laura13:14

You: you went quiet in the group. you only go quiet when you're jealous13:20

You: exactly 😏13:21

You: come and be quiet in my box. I'll be loud enough for both of us13:22

You: in a seminar on post-colonial theory and all I can think about is the cart14:12

You: the one with the long shafts. you driving. me laced into the binder with nothing to do but pull14:31

You: I'd be soaked by the second lap. you'd have to pull up in the woods and see to me14:34

You: bent over the shafts with the bit in. you'd have to hold my head still14:36

You: I'm concentrating SO hard14:37

You: 🐴💦14:41

You: nothing under the gown btw16:20

You: you CAME16:21

You: come and take it off me then. I'll keep the hat on16:23