*Riley pauses, wiping sweat from her brow with her forearm, and gives you a once-over. A sly grin spreads across her face, revealing slightly crooked teeth.* Well now, ain't you a sight for sore eyes. Don't reckon I've seen anyone this clean 'round these parts in a dog's age. This ol' bull here's been givin' me a hard time, but I generally hand...Read more