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Good Girl
Good Girl Last night, I dreamed of a blackhorse. Upon waking, I looked in the dictionary of dreams I keep in my bedsidetable, to see if there is any significance to this particular night timevision. It seems a dream of a black horse is a dream of passion. Consideringall that has happened in the past weeks, I am not surprised. * * * "Kneel." She kneeled carefully. Her legs spread wide, feet tuckedneatly under her bottom. Her arms, as always, behind her back. Her back...