He was a rhinestone cowboy, working the rodeo circuit and eating up the cheers of the crowd. Little did he know that his biggest fan wanted to give him more than an 8 second ride.
Genre: FICTION / Erotica / GeneralDaddy was a rhinestone cowboy, working the rodeo circuit and eating up the cheers of the crowd. I was his biggest fan, always right behind the fence to watch his eight seconds of floor time. He was a bull rider, with an impressive physique, strong hands, and the stamina of a god.
Momma left Daddy long ago, tired of him being away from home all the time on his quest for glory. When she told him that she wanted a divorce, she said she couldn't stand the thought of getting a phone call announcing his death. My biological father had died in a car accident when I was just an infant. The possibility of being widowed again was too much for Momma to bear. She didn't want to be left without a husband and me without a father. It was a queer thought, considering that the divorce had the same outcome.
Daddy left us, and he never looked back. That was when I was nine years old. Time had passed since then, and I grew into a woman. To my mother's horror, I followed in Daddy's footsteps, though my sport was barrel racing. There was nothing like being on the back of a fast horse, feeling the wind whipping through my long blonde hair, and hearing the cheers from the crowd when I scored well. I wasn't the best, but I enjoyed life, and it got me closer to Daddy.
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Translated by Karla Marques V.
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Author review: Quick and precise. |
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Translated by Samantha Sugey Priego Morales
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Author review: Quick and precise. |
