Chapter 5



It was just a day after Mike got the job.

The ‘sisters’ Karilla, Jennifer, and Marissa are having their usual gossip session in the stable, something that no matter what, best friends always do. The topic of the day, mutually agreed by all three girls was attractive men and who they have a crush on. Just as soon as the conversation got started, someone walked by. Julian Sprockett, the same stablehand that was attacked by what was now nicknamed “The Killer Stallion”

“Oh my god, there’s Julian!” Marissa yells.
“Hi Julian! How is your hand feeling?” Karilla asks.
“Pretty good, thanks for asking!” Julian replied.



“Admit it, Marissa! You have a crush on Julian!” Jennifer teased.
“I do NOT! I’m just friends with him!” Marissa retorted.
“Nice excuse!” Jennifer teased once more.
“Jenny, Shut it.”

After the small argument between friends, the conversation takes another turn.

“Is it just me, or does Julian kinda look like that crazy Swedish guy on YouTube? He’s so funny!” said Karilla.
“Oh yeah! What’s his user name? Like.....PewPewDie? or something along the lines of that?”
“It’s PewDiePie and he’s actually kinda cute!!”



“Now that you mention it...Julian does look like Felix Kjellberg.”
“Who’s that?”
“It’s PewDiePie’s real name”
“Yeah but Julian has a more pronounced jaw.”



“O.M.G How could we have not talked about this!? That new stablehand Mike! Ok, HOW HOT IS HE!?” Jennifer yelled.
“I know right, He is so goddamn gorgeous!” Karilla replied.
“He’s hot and all, but....if you look at his background, he really is kind of a douche.” Said Marissa.
“Oh, God, there he is!”



The girls stop talking at the exact same moment to get a glimpse of Michael Schaefer in his new outfit that he bought himself the day after he got the job.

“He’s so rugged....and yet so beautiful....” Karilla whispers to himself.


“You know, even though that tank he wore really showed of his muscles, he looks so much better when he’s dressed in actual clothes....”

His outfit consisted of his cowboy boots, a pair of fresh blue jeans, a cowboy-style leather belt, a black leather vest and a long sleeved shirt.



Michael goes outside of the stable, but unbeknownst to him, Karilla is following him. Mike goes to get Jack Silver’s horse. A large and well-muscled 7 year old Clydesdale/Andulasian mix named Buddy. Large and heavy Draft horses are not really for riding but for pulling large wagons or for plowing, but Jack and Buddy have been inseparable since his rescue and he is now the primary horse he rides. Karilla watches and Mike shows affection for the animal and pets him.

“Somewhere....under that sullen, brooding tough-guy exterior is a sweet, kind and loving man inside...I just know it.” Karilla whispers.



As Michael leads the horse back to the stable, Karilla cannot help but think of her the lyrics to her favorite 1980s pop song that her mother used to play for her when she was a little kid.

“I wanted to be with you alone
And talk about the weather,
But traditions I can trace against the child in your face
won’t escape my attention.
You keep your distance be the system of touch
And gentle persuasion
I’m lost in admiration, could I need you this much?
Oh your wasting my time, your just, just wasting time.

Something happens and I’m head over heels
I never find out till I’m head over heels
Something happens and I’m head over heels
Oh don’t take my heart don’t break my heart don’t, don’t throw it away...."