Thiugh he is small, he is feard Ch.2
#2 of though he is small he is feared
Photo: Man O' War (1917-1947).
"Big Red" as he was so well known is considered
to be the greatest race horse of all time, setting
at record time at the Belmont stakes of :59! which as of yet is
to be broken. with a stride of 83' degrees War' once won a race
(The Lorwance Realization) in 2:48 4/5 at 100 fur-longs! the greatest
distance by a leading horse in history. He once won a race in 2:23 flat
in a driving rain.
Photo taken: October 12,1920. Kenilworth park race course,
Winsor, Ontario Canada. Sir Barton Match race (MOW, won).
I walk down to the barn where, my boy friend Blake is training.
I silently watch him as he does push ups and sit-ups, working his
ass off for the up and coming race. He is slightly smaller however,
only being around 5'9 in height and 226 in weight. He huffs and puffs
as he sweats trying to build more muscle to become faster, and I have
great respect for him for doing so.
I sneak up behind him and shout as loud as I can, Blake becomes spooked
and starts to freak out, I know now that I've made a big mistake and make att -
empts to calm him down. Blake scorns me, "Damn it! babe can't you see what
I'm doing?," he says. "Yeah, but I just want a little horse cock," I reply. 'well not
right now, I've got training to," and with that I walk out the barn.
Blake continues to train, day and night getting stronger, I notice he six pack getting
larger with each day that passes, I continually try to get him into bed but nothing works
so, I quit trying and focused on other things.
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