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GIDDY UP AND GO
Once out in the barn, Lori introduced Chris to the horses they would be riding. First, she took him over to the stall a magnificent black stallion. The plate beside the stall read "Blackjack". As they approached, the horse raised his head and whinnied in greeting. Then he began to pace and paw the ground furiously in the stall.
"Easy boy," Lori spoke in a soothing tone. She grabbed his halter and stroked his head tenderly. "What is the matter with you buddy?"
"I don't think he likes me," Chris guessed. "You're not making me ride that one are you?"
"No, no, of course not," Lori giggled, "He's a bit of a handful. He's my horse; I'm riding him. I think you'll do better on Rose. She's an older mare, very gentle, and easy to ride."
"Sounds good," Chris breathed a sigh of relief.
"You want to pet him?" Lori offered.
"Sure," Chris replied and bravely reached to stroke the velvety nose.
The moment he did so, the horse lunged for his hand viciously. Thankfully, Chris's wrestling career had given him quick reflexes and he was able to avoid being bitten.
"I'm sorry Chris," Lori viewed the horse with confusion, "I really don't know what's wrong with him today. He's never done that before."
"I'm all right." Chris looked at her seriously, "I think he's jealous. He knows Lori, somehow he knows."
"Could be," Lori mused aloud. "Maybe I should ride Lacey instead today."
"I think that'd be a good idea," Chris told her patting her shoulder affectionately; the stallion snorted his disapproval and pawed the ground angrily again.
"Yep, I think he's definitely jealous," Chris chuckled and stuck out his tongue at the feisty horse.
"Stop it," Lori smiled at Chris, "Let's go and get you ready before he tears the walls down to get at you."
Lori led Chris up a different row of stalls in the barn until stopping in front of a stall bearing the name "Rosie Cotton". The gray mare within reached out eagerly for attention. With big brown eyes, she turned her head to look at Chris.
"Go ahead, she wants you to pet her," Lori translated the gesture.
Chris reached out warily but did as he was bidden. He relaxed considerably when the mare didn't attack him.
"See, she likes you already." Lori smiled and gave him an impulsive hug.
"Thanks," Chris stopped petting the horse and wrapped his hands around her when she went to pull away. "Don't go just yet," he breathed the words into her hair wanting to savor the physical contact.
"Chris, we-" Lori stammered not wanting to give in.
"Shhh," Chris told her then bent down and kissed her softly.
"-shouldn't-" Lori tried to continue but was interrupted by another kiss. 'Be doing this,' She thought as she felt her resolve slipping away. She willed herself to stop and told him gently, "Not here. My family, my brother could walk in on us."
"Yes, you're right. I'm sorry," Chris sobered and let her go reluctantly, "Lets go look for that sunset you mentioned."
"OK, well first I want you to lead Rosie out to the cross-ties by the doors. And hook them up here." Lori told him and showed him how to hold the halter.
"Are you sure she'll listen to me?" Chris asked doubtfully.
"Absolutely, you'll be fine. I'm going to grab my mare," Lori told him and strode away trusting her judgment that he would be all right alone.
A short while later, Lori had tied her mare behind Rosie. She then showed Chris how to brush her, saddle, and bridle the horse. She made him do everything himself so he'd remember better and attended to her own mount. After he was finished, she checked to make sure he'd gotten the straps tight enough. Next she taught him how to mount and dismount. She made him do it several times before she told him how to control the horse. She gave him a simple set of directions to work on in the small enclosure outside of the barns. He was a quick learner so she left him to practice alone while she finished their ride preparations. Lori decided to take some rope and a blanket so they could sit comfortably to enjoy the sunset. Then they were on their way.
Twenty minutes later, they'd reached Lori's special place. It was far above the ranch on the mountainside. A wide cliff traced the mountainside from which the view was unreal. Far, far below they could see the Colorado River snaking through the landscape.
"It's absolutely breathtaking," Chris took in the panoramic scene that lay around him.
"I know," Lori smiled and got off her mare quickly, "Want to sit down awhile and wait for that sunset?"
"Sure," Chris replied and did the same.
After hobbling the horses, they spread out the blanket to watch one of nature's greatest displays of color. Lori sat cross-legged on the blanket and Chris slid down behind her. He cuddled her back against his muscled chest and rested his chin on her shoulder with his legs to either side of her.
"Lori, thank you for giving me this chance," Chris whispered softly in her ear.
Instead of speaking, she reached up and squeezed his hand gently in reply. She remained silent, enjoying the safety of his strong arms encircling her. Chris tentatively and tenderly kissed her cheek while squeezing her tighter. Their emotions overtook them once again in the meadow. They made love while the last rays of the setting sun went down. Afterwards he held her in his arms in a tender embrace.
"You're beautiful." He smiled and caressed her cheek, "Thank you for the sunset."
She buried her face into his chest for a few moments, feeling happy for the first time since everything had all begun.
GIDDY UP AND GO
Once out in the barn, Lori introduced Chris to the horses they would be riding. First, she took him over to the stall a magnificent black stallion. The plate beside the stall read "Blackjack". As they approached, the horse raised his head and whinnied in greeting. Then he began to pace and paw the ground furiously in the stall.
"Easy boy," Lori spoke in a soothing tone. She grabbed his halter and stroked his head tenderly. "What is the matter with you buddy?"
"I don't think he likes me," Chris guessed. "You're not making me ride that one are you?"
"No, no, of course not," Lori giggled, "He's a bit of a handful. He's my horse; I'm riding him. I think you'll do better on Rose. She's an older mare, very gentle, and easy to ride."
"Sounds good," Chris breathed a sigh of relief.
"You want to pet him?" Lori offered.
"Sure," Chris replied and bravely reached to stroke the velvety nose.
The moment he did so, the horse lunged for his hand viciously. Thankfully, Chris's wrestling career had given him quick reflexes and he was able to avoid being bitten.
"I'm sorry Chris," Lori viewed the horse with confusion, "I really don't know what's wrong with him today. He's never done that before."
"I'm all right." Chris looked at her seriously, "I think he's jealous. He knows Lori, somehow he knows."
"Could be," Lori mused aloud. "Maybe I should ride Lacey instead today."
"I think that'd be a good idea," Chris told her patting her shoulder affectionately; the stallion snorted his disapproval and pawed the ground angrily again.
"Yep, I think he's definitely jealous," Chris chuckled and stuck out his tongue at the feisty horse.
"Stop it," Lori smiled at Chris, "Let's go and get you ready before he tears the walls down to get at you."
Lori led Chris up a different row of stalls in the barn until stopping in front of a stall bearing the name "Rosie Cotton". The gray mare within reached out eagerly for attention. With big brown eyes, she turned her head to look at Chris.
"Go ahead, she wants you to pet her," Lori translated the gesture.
Chris reached out warily but did as he was bidden. He relaxed considerably when the mare didn't attack him.
"See, she likes you already." Lori smiled and gave him an impulsive hug.
"Thanks," Chris stopped petting the horse and wrapped his hands around her when she went to pull away. "Don't go just yet," he breathed the words into her hair wanting to savor the physical contact.
"Chris, we-" Lori stammered not wanting to give in.
"Shhh," Chris told her then bent down and kissed her softly.
"-shouldn't-" Lori tried to continue but was interrupted by another kiss. 'Be doing this,' She thought as she felt her resolve slipping away. She willed herself to stop and told him gently, "Not here. My family, my brother could walk in on us."
"Yes, you're right. I'm sorry," Chris sobered and let her go reluctantly, "Lets go look for that sunset you mentioned."
"OK, well first I want you to lead Rosie out to the cross-ties by the doors. And hook them up here." Lori told him and showed him how to hold the halter.
"Are you sure she'll listen to me?" Chris asked doubtfully.
"Absolutely, you'll be fine. I'm going to grab my mare," Lori told him and strode away trusting her judgment that he would be all right alone.
A short while later, Lori had tied her mare behind Rosie. She then showed Chris how to brush her, saddle, and bridle the horse. She made him do everything himself so he'd remember better and attended to her own mount. After he was finished, she checked to make sure he'd gotten the straps tight enough. Next she taught him how to mount and dismount. She made him do it several times before she told him how to control the horse. She gave him a simple set of directions to work on in the small enclosure outside of the barns. He was a quick learner so she left him to practice alone while she finished their ride preparations. Lori decided to take some rope and a blanket so they could sit comfortably to enjoy the sunset. Then they were on their way.
Twenty minutes later, they'd reached Lori's special place. It was far above the ranch on the mountainside. A wide cliff traced the mountainside from which the view was unreal. Far, far below they could see the Colorado River snaking through the landscape.
"It's absolutely breathtaking," Chris took in the panoramic scene that lay around him.
"I know," Lori smiled and got off her mare quickly, "Want to sit down awhile and wait for that sunset?"
"Sure," Chris replied and did the same.
After hobbling the horses, they spread out the blanket to watch one of nature's greatest displays of color. Lori sat cross-legged on the blanket and Chris slid down behind her. He cuddled her back against his muscled chest and rested his chin on her shoulder with his legs to either side of her.
"Lori, thank you for giving me this chance," Chris whispered softly in her ear.
Instead of speaking, she reached up and squeezed his hand gently in reply. She remained silent, enjoying the safety of his strong arms encircling her. Chris tentatively and tenderly kissed her cheek while squeezing her tighter. Their emotions overtook them once again in the meadow. They made love while the last rays of the setting sun went down. Afterwards he held her in his arms in a tender embrace.
"You're beautiful." He smiled and caressed her cheek, "Thank you for the sunset."
She buried her face into his chest for a few moments, feeling happy for the first time since everything had all begun.