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// Satellite - Confession. "My... 'friend'." 
// Story: Confessions Of An Assuming Mare. 
// by overlord-flinx 
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	Indeed... A... Confession. Of course. I am... familiar with these sort of things. Hm...

For thou shalt see, I know of this mare. She is a very educated, elegant, and eligible mare to be sure. However-so... She has this... concerning matter. In her life, she is joined to the proverbial hip with her elder... 'friend'. This... 'friend'... Is much more 'developed' than I-yyy she is. This mare I am acquainted, that is. While this mare adores her 'friend', she would also adore nothing more then to distance herself a great deal from her 'friend' so that she CAN GET SOME TARTURUS FORSAKEN BACK ONCE IN HER LIFE! IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK!? I mean, by Makers! How dost one suppose a mare shalt get one moment alone with a dashing stallion when her sister is strutting around like a strumpet!?

...I mean 'friend'.