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     He was probably the most frightening thing I’d ever seen.     They called him Stanley.     He stood a good head taller than my mere 5 feet, a monstrous beast with glowing eyes that flashed brightly against his dark fur. His two horns were pointed at the ground and would rear up as he tossed himself and his riders about, looking as if he were already gorging them on the double spears. No one lasted very long when attempting to ride him. All of this made me wonder what in the Hell was I doing here?     Yes, I was going to ride a bull. Just graduating from high school, I was ready for anything. Apparently this seemed as good of a

She stood over him, hands placed in slight fists upon her hips. She wore a creamy orange tank top that boasted her sunburned arms. Reddened skin traveled the lengths of both appendages until abruptly cutting off near the shoulders. Evidence that she'd worn a small sleeved shirt when she had acquired the markings. Sunlight almost embarrassingly shown through the folds of her white skirt. The rays belied the toned legs underneath the thin cotton material; he knew a runner when he saw one. His gaze languidly drifted back to her sun-outlined face. Short waves of chestnut hair fell about and framed her heart-shaped face, swaying gently with the c