I like to ride this a way. She sat up straight in the saddle, scooting toward the big saddle horn. Sometimes, I just ride and ride, for no good reason than it feel good.

“Who are Pharaohs?”  She leaned over and spit on the ground, wiping her face with the back of her hand. She had been riding with her left ankle propped on the big Mexican saddle horn, her skirt hiked up to the waist and thighs splayed to keep cool. She had not bothered with undergarments.  Her ignorance and vulgarity were irresistible. She did her best to outrage Arvel and Arvel did his best to ignore her. She leaned back in her saddle and unbuttoned the dress to her waist. “Ay, it is hot, Pendejo.”
Arvel looked on at her exhibitionism, then onto the trail. “You are going to get sunburned, Colonel.”
“I like riding this way, Pendejo. What do you think?”
“Rebecca used to ride side saddle.”
Chica laughed. “I like to ride this a way.” She sat up straight in the saddle, scooting toward the big saddle horn. “Sometimes, Pendejo, I just ride and ride, for no good reason than it feel good.” She looked at Arvel. “You know, Pendejo, it is said that a woman who rides like this is difficult to please.” She threw her head back and laughed when he blushed. The Mule Tamer
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