He kept pulling shoes! Really twistedly mutated shoes! yikes. Jill had to admit she was used to riding horses with barefeet. Hadn't they mentioned snowpads - did they help? Surely the snow would all be gone soon and she could get properly conditioning on the property with the owner's blessing and permission!
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While gaining respect for his work as an artist, she was losing respect for him as a person. Full disclosure means telling your friend you're thinking of travelling or taking a new job, before you actually do... as opportunity allows of course. That kind of thing. What he had done was avoided mentioning his plans even after he had made them, and while they were together discussing nearly related events! He also said he was spending the weekend on renovations when in fact it was his art he devoted effort to. She didn't mind that, but she wanted friends who actively told the truth - to themselves and others.
Furthermore, Jill thought that it was ridiculous to use the argument that the person pictured doesn’t find their own actions offensive as proof that the action/image isn’t offensive. Yikes. But, the way he used his model’s intentions as public argument was proof of his esteem of her, ha. Or maybe just proof that most of the events were happening under her direction. Luckily, Jill was too busy rushing across campus to give their drama any more attention than that.
She hoped one of her new suitors would prove suitable, and turned her fantasies towards new avenues. Including the family's preferred candidate - What did he mean when he said her parents "had to deal with her too?"
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The presents the taller every week rider brought to her teacher each class really touched Jill. She felt so lucky!
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Jill didn't tell the boss that her horse had been drugged at the boarder barn where she'd placed it temporarily. She only mentioned that the trainer there was terrified of the grey horse at the time but still refused to let Jill try riding it instead of her. And it felt good to get at least that much off her chest.
The boss told her on the ride back about the paint's difficult childhood and Jill was actually glad she hadn't known all that going out. But she felt extra attached to the mare after that!
She was surprised and admittedly over the moon to hear the boss say "I thought you rode her well." It had not been easy, but Jill had felt largely invisible...
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While gaining respect for his work as an artist, she was losing respect for him as a person. Full disclosure means telling your friend you're thinking of travelling or taking a new job, before you actually do... as opportunity allows of course. That kind of thing. What he had done was avoided mentioning his plans even after he had made them, and while they were together discussing nearly related events! He also said he was spending the weekend on renovations when in fact it was his art he devoted effort to. She didn't mind that, but she wanted friends who actively told the truth - to themselves and others.
Furthermore, Jill thought that it was ridiculous to use the argument that the person pictured doesn’t find their own actions offensive as proof that the action/image isn’t offensive. Yikes. But, the way he used his model’s intentions as public argument was proof of his esteem of her, ha. Or maybe just proof that most of the events were happening under her direction. Luckily, Jill was too busy rushing across campus to give their drama any more attention than that.
She hoped one of her new suitors would prove suitable, and turned her fantasies towards new avenues. Including the family's preferred candidate - What did he mean when he said her parents "had to deal with her too?"
*
The presents the taller every week rider brought to her teacher each class really touched Jill. She felt so lucky!
*
Jill didn't tell the boss that her horse had been drugged at the boarder barn where she'd placed it temporarily. She only mentioned that the trainer there was terrified of the grey horse at the time but still refused to let Jill try riding it instead of her. And it felt good to get at least that much off her chest.
The boss told her on the ride back about the paint's difficult childhood and Jill was actually glad she hadn't known all that going out. But she felt extra attached to the mare after that!
She was surprised and admittedly over the moon to hear the boss say "I thought you rode her well." It had not been easy, but Jill had felt largely invisible...
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