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<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are Golden Hour</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So I was like 'Are you kidding? YES!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And you are listening to your coworker prattle on.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Silk Touch was a nice pony but boy could she go on and on.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It doesn't help that she's regaling you with a story about how she met her current boyfriend, especially considering you yourself are going through a dry spell.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't want to seem rude though, so you kept nodding your head and smiling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Sweet Celestia, he's such a gentlecolt. Enough about me though hun, you found a new boyfriend yet?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You give her a melancholic smile .</span><br />&quot;Still searching I'm afraid.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Soft Touch seems to have taken your news as though she had just heard that pigs started to fly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Still nothing? That's unbelievable!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Way to twist a knife in the wound Miss Touch.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;From the look on your face, Soft Touch realizes what she just said.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I mean, your so beautiful hun! Any stallion would be lucky to have you.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That actually makes you feel a little bit better.</span><br />&quot;Thanks Soft.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Seriously, you're just having a little bit of bad luck is all. I mean, a cutie like you? I wouldn't be surprised if you got snatched up tonight.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When she starts complimenting someone, her tendency to go on and on can sometimes be a good thing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just as she gets going into her entourage of compliments, a sharp whistle sound cuts her off.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Golden Hour! Come here I need your assistance with a patient.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Doctor has such impeccable timing.</span><br />&quot;Be right there!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, I'm gonna go clock out for the day. You have a nice night hun.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With a word of thanks and a soft 'you too,' you head out to assist the doctor.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Upon opening the door to the patients room, you find a very odd sight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rather than finding a pony as you suspected, there was a rather tall biped sitting down in the chair.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The closest thing he resembles you would say is a minoutaur.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You vaguely remember hearing the story about some intelligent creature coming from another world.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You want to say it began with an 'H', but you're not sure.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ah good you're here.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The sound of the doctors voice grabs your attention</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anonymous here has fractured his left arm. Here's the X-ray.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Upon viewing the picture of bone, you note that his structure is actually quite similar to a minoutaur's.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;All I really need for you to do is fix him up with a cast. I need to go check on another patient.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've hardly ever treated minoutaurs, let alone whatever this 'Anonymous' is.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Still though, you were sure it wouldnt be difficult.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After all, you weren't going to let that fact stop you from helping someone.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As the doctor leaves, you turn to Anonymous.</span><br />&quot;I've got to go get some supplies, so I'll be just a few more minutes.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;With that, you turn around and head out the door to go get the things you need.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are Anonymous</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And this stupid fucking bone fracture is eating up your day.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;At least it's finally almost over but god damn you hate waiting in hospitals.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's always such a pain.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ba dum tsss</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you laugh at your own shitty jokes in your head, the time flies by.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Soon enough, that nurse pony comes through the door once again, this time carrying the needed objects with her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Setting the stash of medical supplies on the bench, she asks you a question.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot; I'm all ready, so can you take off your shirt for me? I can help you if your arm hurts too much.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With a quick dismissive nod, you assure her that you can do it yourself.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Up and over, your shirt comes off.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are Golden Hour.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And a blush is creeping it's way up your face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As Anonymous takes off his shirt, you are getting a free show.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The way his muscles rippled as they were gradually exposed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd be lying if you said you weren't feeling at least a little bit attracted.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before you go any further, you shake your head to clear such thoughts</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What would happen if you were to get 'too excited' in front of a patient?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Granted, you loved the way his body looked.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His sexy, sexy body...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;BUT!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you are a professional, and you won't let it distract you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Time to get to work</span><br />&quot;Can you lay down long ways on your back for me please?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;He does so as you adjust a table to hold his extended arm.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wrapping his arm up perfectly, you decide to start in on some small talk.</span><br />&quot;Soooo, how did you fracture your arm?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;He lets out a small little chuckle.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Just horsing around with some friends, got a little bit too into it I guess.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You decide to ignore his use of the words 'horsing around'</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Apply plaster</span><br />&quot;Well I'm glad you managed to make some friends, I know ponies in equestria can sometimes be a little unaccepting, whether you're a zebra or a minoutaur or a...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hope he wont be offended by the fact that you forgot what his species is called.</span><br />&quot;I hope you won't be offended by the fact that I forgot what your species is called.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;He just laughs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Thank Celestia</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It's no big deal, I'm what is called a human.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well it seems you were right.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Aha! I knew it began with an 'H.'&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The small talk intensifies</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You learn that anonymous began working as a waiter not too long ago.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tried asking him where but he stated it was just a boring fast food restaurant.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Cut off excess plaster, and apply another layer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, he's almost finished so you suppose it wouldn't hurt to ask...</span><br />&quot;Do you um, have a special somepony?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why did you ask him that?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You immediately regret your decision.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No, not yet.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well it appears that the question went right above his head.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Internally cooling your nerves, you finish applying the cast.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Time to smile and wave him off.</span><br />&quot;Okay Anonymous, you're all finished. The receptionist out front will give you a card that shows when you should come back for us to check on you and see if you're healing up properly.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well that's a relief, I'm ready to go home.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Soon enough, that shirt conceals Anonymous body once again abruptly ending your subtle show.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't help but feel slightly disappointed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just as Anonymous begins to walk through the door, you call out to him.</span><br />&quot;Wait!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;He turns back to you, an inquisitive look on his face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't know what you were going to say.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;QUICK THINK OF SOMETHING</span><br />&quot;I'll uh... walk you out!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nice on your hooves thinking Golden.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah alright.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He again, doesn't seem to pick up on the signals you're putting out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well maybe you're just being too vague.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You remember reading in a magazine that stallions like it when a mare is forward and assertive.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, you aren't exactly a mare but you can cross that bridge when you come to it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You make your way to the front desk as questions swarm your mind.</span><br />&quot;Sandy this is anonymous, can you give him a card for his check up date?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alllrighty-dighty!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sandy seems so cheerful lately</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe some of that good energy can rub off on you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before sandy can even begin to give Anonymous his card, you snatch it from her.</span><br />&quot;Okay Anonymous, so you're next appointment is on the 17th. My name is Golden Hour and I'm going to write my name on the back so if you have any problems, just ask for me. I'll take good care of you.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You write your name on the back neatly, before giving him the card.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Give him the cutest smile you can muster</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Look into his eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You never noticed how pretty his eyes were.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;OH CELESTIA HE'S STARING BACK AT YOU</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Thanks, have a nice night.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait what?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He turns around and begins heading for the hospitals main entrance.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Barely comprehending the situation, you weakly stammer out a &quot;Y-You too&quot; that you're sure he didn't even hear.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Seconds later, he's out on the streets presumably going home.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sigh in frustration</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A giggle resounds behind you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Boy, you were really going for it right there.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your cheeks begin turning crimson.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;C'mon Golden there's no reason to be embarrassed, he was really good looking!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It's not you're fault he couldn't read the signs!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A contemplative look spreads across Sandy's face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, it is and it isn't. Lately mares have been having great success in finding a stallion by being forward and assertive. I read about it in the new issue of Glamour,&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You scrunch up your face in frustration.</span><br />&quot;But I thought I was being assertive! What am I supposed to do, just walk up to him and say &quot;Hey baby, you wanna piece of this? I wouldn't even feel remotely comfortable saying something like that.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, at least you can make Sandy laugh.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well I mean yeah! That's pretty much how I found my current boyfriend.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This feels so strange.</span><br />&quot;Wait you mean something stupid like that actually worked?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey, if it works it ain't stupid.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A sigh escapes your throat.</span><br />&quot;I guess you're right.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;If you want my advice? I think you should go to a mares club.&quot;</span><br />&quot;What? You mean one of those places where a stallion dances up on stage in skimpy clothing?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah exactly! I think that would be the best way to get over your approach anxiety.&quot;</span><br />&quot;I-I dont know Sandy, those places might just be a little to lewd for me.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Aw come on! You going to a mare's clubs would definitely help you out! Not only that but it's a great way to blow off some steam too. Trust me, I like to go sometimes and it does wonders for me.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well you WERE hoping her good attitude would rub off on you...maybe this just how she'll do it?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Just think of Anonymous, I know you had to put a cast on him so tell me how he looked underneath his shirt.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well you could certainly go into detail about how good he looked underneath.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You recall the way he moved, the way his muscles bulged and rippled as he removed his shirt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Exactly! think about just how handsome he is, and then realize that if you want to have someone like him, you need to go to a mares club so you can learn to talk to them assertively, otherwise you'll just be waiting around when you could be doing something!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's got you convinced.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Good thing your shift is ending too.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;At least think about it Golden, I'll see you tomorrow.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah take care.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;With renewed vigor, you head out of the hospital.</span><br />&quot;Alright, time to find a place to go to.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Actually, you recall one being fairly close to your building.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hailing down a cab, you give him your street and hop in.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With any luck, you should pass by the place on your way there and you can tell your driver to stop.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A few streets and a few minutes later, you spot a massive sign.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Trinity's High Class Club for Mares.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That's the place.</span><br />&quot;Actually, you can just stop here.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright miss that will be 12 bits.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Handing him your money, you head for the front door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just as you put your hoof up to open the door, the realization of what you're doing hits you, and you freeze up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There will be dongs galore once you go inside of this place.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That thought brings a dose of crimson to your face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Taking a deep breath, you calm yourself.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sandy's words were right, if you didn't learn how to take charge, nothing would be certain. and going to a place like this is the best way to learn. Besides, even if you don't like the place you can just leave right?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Steeling your nerves, you head inside.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The first thing you notice about this place is how packed it is.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Practically every seat was taken.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Never the less, you find your own table and sit down.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shortly afterwards, a loud voice catches your attention.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright fillies! Are you ready for the show?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The audience issues forth sounds of cheering and whistles, showing just how ready they are.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey is this seat taken?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your attention is taken away from the speaker by a white unicorn with an electric blue mane.</span><br />&quot;No you can go ahead.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Great thanks!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She takes a seat right next you and offers her hoof.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Vinyl Scratch&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take her hoof and shake it.</span><br />&quot;Golden Hour&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tune out the speaker as she begins to talk about the main dancer being out of commission or something like that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You weren't really much bothered by it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No need to take it all at once.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Baby steps and all that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright fillies, that's enough rambling outta me! LETS GET THIS SHOW STARTED!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;More cheers and whistles are heard.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That Vinyl mare beside you in particular let out a sharp whistle.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't say you aren't bothered by it, but this is what you're supposed to do at a place like this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You always preferred the quiet.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;ALRIGHT STALLIONS, COME ON OUT AND STRUT YOUR STUFF!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh boy, here we go.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A loud and steady electronic beat kicks up, as the first few stallions come out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They were certainly wearing clothes that brought out their other 'assets'.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel a blush work its way onto your face.</span><br />&quot;Oh sweet Celestia, their privates are just swinging all over the place.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The mare beside you lets out a sharp laugh.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well of course! That's kinda the whole purpose of this place!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was definitely right.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;To be honest you were not prepared for the sights you are now seeing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Thin articles of cloth came down and covered their balls in a triangular shape, giving it a nice round bulge.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The dick itself however was out free and swinging around as the stallions danced.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could almost smell the musk.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No scratch that, you COULD smell the musk.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And the dancers weren't even close to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey fillies, what can I get for you?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well that explains it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A stallion waiter, dressed in very form hugging clothes sits idly by with a smile on his face and a pad and pen held with magic.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;We'll take however many jello shots this can get us!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Lifting her bits with her hoof, Vinyl shoves them into the stallions back pocket.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A grin spreads across her face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's clearly taking much more time than is necessary to bits into somepony's pocket.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The stallion doesn't seem to care.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If anything he apparently enjoys the attention.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't quite tell under the dark lights of the club, but you're pretty sure he's blushing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You got it hot stuff. Jello shots will be out in just a minute.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With that, the stallion skips away to get the drinks that vinyl ordered for you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Speaking of...</span><br />&quot;That was nice of you vinyl, but I'm not looking to drink tonight.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Vinyl's looking at you with a face that implies, 'surely you jestin.'</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well... maybe it would be okay if you drank a little.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't have the best experience with alcohol though.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Actually now that you think about it...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is the perfect example to be more assertive.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay Golden Hour, game face on.</span><br />&quot;You see, I wanna be sober so that I can remember this night clearly.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hope she buys your lie and leaves you alone.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, its more of a half lie.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You want to forget that you ever came to such an uncomfortable place.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;but at the same time you want to remember any experiences from this place that helps you be more assertive when approaching stallions.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Vinyl contemplates your statement, before tossing her hooves back in a shrug.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Fair enough I guess, more shots for me.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yes! Battle won!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A few minutes later, and the jello shots are sitting in front of Vinyl.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You had to admit, it was amazing seeing her pound back one jiggly shot after another.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The effects of said jiggly shots become ever more apparent as time goes on.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;*hic* maaaaan I'm having a good time.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Another shot is tossed down her gullet.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's clearly wobbling in her seat as she lifts one hoof up to the air.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yo st-*hic*-ud!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She waves over the stallion dancing closest to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With a seductive smile, he asks. &quot;What can I do for you honey?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Getting up with the grace of a drunken mare, she whispers something into the dancing stallions ear that you can't hear.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When the stallion glances over at you and his smile seems to shine brighter, you get a dread feeling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Turning back to you, vinyl's breath assualts your nostrils with a mixed smell of fruit and cheap alcohol.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So you were pretty cool Golden *hic* hour, I've gotta get back home, *hic* but you have nice night.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her slurred speech and slow drawl, would announce her intoxication to any who would attempt to talk to her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was a nice pony though, and you feel somewhat responsible for her condition.</span><br />&quot;Do you need any help getting home?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She shakes her head roughly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Naaaaaaah, my friend's waitin for me outside.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Alright I guess. It was nice meeting you.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah you too.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With that she turns around and makes way for the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With your attention drawn to Vinyl, you completely forgot about the stallion dancer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So much so that you get startled by his next statement.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright baby, you ready for some fun?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Unable to really comprehend the situation, you stammer out that you don't understand.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Letting out a cute laugh, he begins to explain.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Your friend that just left told me that you wanted to remember tonight, so she bought you a lap dance. Now then...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Climbing over your seat, the stallion begins to dance right in front of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh Celestia, he's shaking his but right in your face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your brain is fried right now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This stallion is waving his butt right in your face, and you can't even touch him.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your frustration is even more apparent when he turns around to dance from the front.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His dong is inches from your face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just swinging about.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If you thought you could smell musk before, you can most certainly smell it now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're getting quite a bit excited from the show you're being given.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When the stallion comes down and starts grinding on your lap, you can hardly take it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He only stares back at you with his seductive smile.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The smile is quickly changed with a puzzling look.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What the- it feels like something is poking me.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't take it anymore.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hopping up out of your chair, the dancer almost falls over.</span><br />&quot;I'm sorry I've got to go now!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You rush for the door as your erection becomes more and more visible.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't take notice of anything as you dash from Trinity's to your building.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You head up the stairs and hastily shove your key into the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shimmying the lock open, you burst inside, shut the door, and hop into your bead.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Throwing softness to the wind, you slide your hoof up and down your dick a few times, and start pumping away.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your pants and moans make it clear to anyone who's listening just what it is that you're doing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not that you care.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You crave sweet release.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Precum begins to slick up your penis, as you fervently pump away.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're getting close.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You think of the stallion dancing and grinding on top of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cant help it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Giving a few more big thrusts, you cum into the air and end up covering your hoof and the sheets.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you come down from your orgasm high, your breath slows down as you slump ever further into your bed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You idly think about how you're going to have to wash the sheets.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Too tired to really care, you determine that you'll do it tomorrow.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Closing your eyes, you go down for the easiest sleep you've had in a weeks.</span></div></div>




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