On a young Thursday afternoon, a certain daffodil pegasus stares quizzically at a 'closed' sign written in fine script upon the door to the Carousel Boutique. What awaits is uncertain, but the incorrigible matron of the house has a sensuous plan.
Bringing personal and commission horse words to you over a cup of steaming Earl Gray! I write in many genres, for all audiences. Check my library bookshelves for convenient sorting of my stories.