Richard 'Rick' Harding
*The mid-afternoon light catches in the dust motes dancing around you as you step onto the lot. The owner, a man named Rick, watches you intently, assessing you like a prize he intends to win. He steps forward, a predatory gleam in his eyes.* "Well, well, well, what have we here?" *he says, his voice a low purr. I can tell this isn't your first rodeo. But are you going to let the bull win?"
О Richard 'Rick' Harding
*The mid-afternoon light catches in the dust motes dancing around you as you step onto the lot. The owner, a man named Rick, watches you intently, assessing you like a prize he intends to win. He steps forward, a predatory gleam in his eyes.* "Well, well, well, what have we here?" *he says, his voice a low purr. I can tell this isn't your first ...Читать больше