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Riding for the Brand
The gate swung open and old Diablo came out bucking. The
fans cheered as the big bull spun around before going on
high, but Ashley was silent, her eyes were glued to Curt’s
face and the grimace of pain. When the buzzer sounded, he
came off smoothly and was out of the ring before Diablo
could get zeroed in on him. The bull had done pretty well,
but the score of 65 was a dissapointment. Aiden and Glen both
failed to do any better, each being thrown early in the
ride. Surprisingly, Curt’s 65 held up throughout the
competition. With one rider left it looked like he might
win, despite his seemingly poor score. By then Aiden, Glen
and Curtis had joined the girls in the stands with some of
their friends and girlfriends.
"Up next, the state’s only girl bull rider, Spencer Carlin,
riding Hellbent," the Pa announcer called.
"Girl bull rider?" Ashley asked incredulously.
"Yeah, that he-bitch from hell won her court case last
year," Curtis said.
"Bull riding, perfect sport for a bull dyke," Aiden said and
the guys burst out laughing.
"yeah , she is muy loco," Gle added.
Ashley was barely listening as the string of insults
continued. Her eyes were focused on the chute and the lanky
cowgirl settling in on a mean looking black bull. She wore a
red shirt and red chaps with silver fringe that caught the
light. Apparently someone other than the boys thought she
was gay, or it was a strange coincidence because she had the
number sixty-nine today. She finished cinching up and put
one hand on the rail as Hellbent stirred, once she steadied
herself she put her free hand up and nodded.
When the gate swung open Hellbent took a single prancing hop
and then bucked. Both his font and rear legs seemed to be
off the ground as he exploded like a coiled spring, trying
to dislodge the rider. His feet barely hit the ground before
he twirled violently sideways and kicked again. The bull’s
feet never seemed to be on the ground at the same time and
there was a point where Ashley would have sworn by the Virgin
that his nose and tail were pointed in the same direction,
he was twirling so violently. Through it all the rider kept
her hand and feet free. Ashley was amazed at the way she
seemed to absorb all of the motion with her hips. At no
point in the ride did she ever seem to be off balance, and
even the jerking motions of her arm and shoulders, and the
losing of her hat seemed contrived, more for effect and
points than out of actual necessity.
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(1 votes, average: 4.00 out of 5)
Wow that was awesome please continue
ooo this is gr8 i hope theres more it made me laugh quite a bit in some places :)
Nice! Waiting on more :)
that was the…fucking best story ur writing was amazing i didnt get any homework done i got so lost in the story!!!!!!! luv it luv it fucking love it
wow…. i mean the name mix up sometimes was a little weird, but watever… this story was awesome… i would really love a part two… if thats at all possible… please please please????
Great story. You got to have a part 2. Good Job.
Wow that was awesome please continue
ooo this is gr8 i hope theres more it made me laugh quite a bit in some places :)
Nice! Waiting on more :)
that was the…fucking best story ur writing was amazing i didnt get any homework done i got so lost in the story!!!!!!! luv it luv it fucking love it
wow…. i mean the name mix up sometimes was a little weird, but watever… this story was awesome… i would really love a part two… if thats at all possible… please please please????
Great story. You got to have a part 2. Good Job.
wow. i mean really, this was an early morning surprise indeed! great work, hope there’s more to come :)
wow. i mean really, this was an early morning surprise indeed! great work, hope there’s more to come :)
This is a wondeful story.I hope you do a part two.Good job.
This is a wondeful story.I hope you do a part two.Good job.