Back in the saddle.
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"I have a vision of who I am and how I'd like to live. Everything must be rendered in exquisite detail—from the stitching on my breeches to the perfectly trimmed landing strip hedge above my pussy. I don't fuck horses any more (since the divorce), but all my stable boys must be equinely endowed. And this morning when I woke up in the new upstate getaway home Daddy bought me, the air was still thick with the smell of semen from the previous evening's horseplay. By day, I ride Thunder here. But tonight, I will be riding Adam in his Noho duplex. Tomorrow night? Balling Barry by the bay. Oh yes, I am living exactly who I am. And Corcoran is my realtor." (scanned from the back of the Home supplement in today's New York Times)