
Ron Lutz II
An Eye Towards Estimable Focus
As he slides down onto the back of the beast, his legs pressed against the metal bars containing it, his mind flits to the night before. The enclosed force, all it's fury ready to unleash beneath him is not unlike her passion. To ride it out, exalting in the pure, unadulterated action of the moment is everything. All he has to do is hold on once that gate opens.
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