His poker face was on ten, as he sat and joked with Terri about her boring desk job. He had his game down to a tee, banter was one his strong suits. ...ut for some reason his usual bullshit game was cut short, he was sincere about the questions he asked. The silly flirtatious was very unlike him too, he’d just chalk it up to the unusually warm winter weather. It didn’t go unnoticed, Terri was blushing bright red, which contrasted against her flawless white cheeks, from all the flirting going on. There were some gang-bangers in the seats behind the empty seat, but he didn't think they would cause a problem in broad daylight, and with the bus's security camera blinking its red light at them. The walk back to the empty seats was interesting. He was picking up images from the driver and passengers as he walked. Some images were vague, and he let them slip to the background of his thoughts, while still being aware of them. Some were clearer as he brushed against people as he walked down the. I was starting my second summer as a wrangler at a local boarding stables. I had gotten pretty good at handling the horses, in fact, most people would say that I had a special talent for the work. Horses never gave me any trouble, not even the most spirited stallions. It seemed that they instinctively knew that I would never harm them.About a week into the new season, we got a new stallion. Stretch was sixteen and a half hands tall, very well built, and exceptionally spirited. As soon as he was. I started running in anticipation till i got to the end of the alley. i turned left to get to gillispe road and poked my head round the corner. silence, no cars no one around. it was like a ghost town in london at 2:30am. it had been 20min still my match nowhere to be seen. i texted him in worry, i quickly got a text back saying "sorry car broke down on the m25 waiting for the RAC i will be about 2 hours.. i think we should leave till another day"Grrrrr. i was so furious i made such an effort.