who cares if hell awaits? Romek

[Maribel]

Who cares if hell awaits? We're having drinks at heaven's gate. She is fat, fat, fat. Her hooves hurt. Her head hurts. Hell! Her hair hurts. Maribel spends most of her time just eating everything...it's like her appetite is insatiable. Mari eats so damn much that her jaw is getting rather defined. Also it seems like one moment she is fine and the next she can not help but cry over seeing a crushed daisy (well, she'd probably cry over it any way BUT this is different). Thank goodness Rom is there to deal with her roller coaster of emotions. (Hurricane Maribel! Whoosh! (Don't say that to her face).) Mari is loving every moment of Romek's closeness. She just wants to cuddle and cuddle and cuddle some more. Sometimes she wants more than that (because hormones) and she rubs against him, playful kisses trailed along his neck and withers. But mostly the golden woman wants to just be close to him. With her swollen belly, she struggles to move about but with the dark stallion near, she can breath easy. The blue of her eyes seeks her love's and she smiles sleepily when she wakes beside him. "No, my love, any day now." Mari follows with little small grunts as she she shifts her weight to close the little gap of space that simply threatened to get between that. "I'm so excited, Rom. What shall we name our baby?" Her voice peaks with enthusiasm but her eyes dreamy and soft. M A R I B E L

you're words are beautiful. Romibel for prom king and queen 2016.