Tiger Posted August 10, 2008 Posted August 10, 2008 Special thanks to Jack Frost for the pic... For The Love of Goat Disclaimer: Remember that this is fiction. It may be in first-person, but I would never... It was a warm Sunday morning in April. I woke up and looked out the window, and I saw him. His white coat with some black overtones was definitely to my liking. His horns, elongated with a slight curve, mesmerized me. I dressed as quickly as I possibly could. I donned a pair of jeans, a blue t-shirt, and a black shirt with buttons. There was something intriguing about this beautiful creature, and I just had to see him. As I opened the front door, I noticed that he was right there waiting for me. I could see it in his eyes. He wanted me and knew I wanted him. Closing the door behind me, I walked up to him and gentle stroked the top of his head. To my knees I descended, looking into his eyes and seeing the beauty of his soul.
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