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Astrids Veiw
Maisy bless her was trying her best to keep a conversation with me that was being constantly interrupted by a very desperate Craig.
“So, my horse has learnt to jump over the fence and mums saying I have to sell him, it’s sooo unfair” Maisy said.
Craig leaned to my ear whispering “Baby come to my Ute”
Yuck! His breath smelt rancid.
Ignoring his hand that was now attempting to go around my waist.
“f**k off Craig!” I told him and then turned sympathetic eyes to Maisy and said “Girl, it might be time to buy a paddock so that you can fence it properly to keep huckleberry.”
Craig finished getting his arm around me and cuddled me into him whispering “come to my Ute for a ride or I’ll start riding you here”.
I was about to respond but a warm hand firmly grabbed my forearm lifted me off the couch , out of Craig’s reach and over some very muscular shoulders.
As I was being carried like a bag of potatoes by the new guy, the alcohol mixed with his rhythmic walking must have put me to sleep.
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