Kelly Clarkson wants a 24-25 year old guy.

I smile back

I drink it and look back at you "can I stay at your place?" he aske dout of the blue

"sure" i say.

I smile and fiddle wiht the glass

"Um, when do you wanna go?" I ask.

"I'll go now I guess" he said and paid for his drinks and got up

"Okay, I'll show you the horses really quick and we can go." I say. then I pay and walk out to the parking lot and unload Mack from the trailer first.

I pet his muzzle "these horses are going to be easy. Its the breed" he said and smiled

"I know, paints are great." I tie Mack up to the trailer and unload Fancy so he can see her. "This is Fancy" I say, scratching under her forelock.

"these are well built horses" he said patting her shouldier

"Should be, I paid good money for these two, I want to start a breeding farm." I tell him.

"thats a good Idea and this stallion ,based on his muscle and stature, has good lineage behind him"

"Yeah, he has impeccable bloodlines, lots of performance horses on his pedigree. And this mare is amazing too."

he was still looking at the stallion "well when do you want to start breaking them?"

(omg omg omg!)

(what what what?)

"I don't know, how about tomorrow?"