Caffeine Overdose

 

Long sensuous fingers caress the horse’s mane

I watch, unable to tear my eyes away.

He leans closer, face inches from mine, whispers huskily

‘Coffee?’

I blush.
 
 
A little girl calls out, ‘Daddy?? Mommy needs you. Bridle’s broken!’

 
 
I’d rather drink Tea.

 

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