Half blind in the semi darkness you run headlong into something. Standing up to get solid ground under your feet you feel a bunch of hair slide over your face and down your back. Reaching forward your hand grab onto a firm object. A coat of soft hair enhance your touch as you squeeze a bit trying to steady yourself. Blinking as your eyes adjust you come face to rump with the rear end of a startled horse.
"Hey! Get out of there!" You hear the women yell. The sound of her boots approaching rapidly.
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