Chestnut fur covered his body, from the ends of his arms, down his back, to just above his hooves. The horse’s hands and hooves sported black fur, j...st a little longer and thicker than his body fur.The equine’s hands were raised up over his head, massaging shampoo in his black mane. He faced the wall, letting the water run down his chest. Brent couldn’t help but stare, wide-eyed, as droplets slowly trickled down the equine’s shoulders, muscled bulging a bit from his arms’ position, along his. Jaise hi main shop se nikli, mjhe nishant mila, wo apni bike pe apne dosto k sath tha, wo mere nazdeek aya, main ignore kar ke jane lagi.Wo mere paas aya aur mjhe rok kar bola, “Mansi I am really sorry yar. Main badtameezi nahi karna chahta tha but kya karu, tum ho hi itni khubsurat ki main apne aap ko rok hi nahi paya.” Maine bhi bol diya it’s ok, waise bhi tum acche ladke ho, but main is tarah ki ladki nahi hu and sorry ki meri wajah se tumhe daat padi.Fir usne muskura kar apna hath aaga. Andrea placed her hands to her lips. “Hello, is there any one out there? Hellooo?” Her voice rang out, but in moments was obscured by the hiss of the waves. She tried one last time, the terror that someone might be loosing his or her life abating slowly. Soon, she was almost ready to give up and go back in when she heard a responding voice. “Yes! I’m over by the shore, near an outcropping of rock. I seem to have gotten a little tired on my way in.” Andrea scanned the area again, her hands. Careful to close the door behind him, his steps have a methodical slowness to them. ‘I wasn’t quite sure when you’d wake up. Nevertheless, I’m glad you’re up now. Ha…not that I didn’t think you weren’t going to wake up-‘ ‘Why am I here?’ Karina blurts out, interrupting him. His hands behind his back, he responds, ‘Why? Don’t you remember? Well, I guess you don’t. You had too much to drink and passed out. I took the liberty of bringing you back to my house so you could sleep it off.’ She holds.