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I've Roped You In
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Ongoing, First published Apr 30, 2012
They say this is a mans sport. Now I don't agree with that in the least. If a girl can ride longer and rope faster, you would think she'd get the same respect a any other man, right? But that is one huundred percent not the case in the Calgary Rodeos.
You see that's the reason why I've masqueraded as a man in the sport since I was sixteen.
No one took me seriously as a bull and saddle bronx rider. 

Dru Taylor wants more than anything to be respected as a serious rider. But when she meets a guy who is the complete oposite of accepting of females in the sport, how will she put up having him living in her and her three brother's home?
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