Sasha. Tricky. Preppy. Treppy? Pricky? He was the kind of guy that would normally get my gears going or in this case my hooves hoofing. However, when we met, I was about to hit a hot patch with Jimmy Junior. It never happened, but still, I couldn't give up after hours of Friend Fiction. I am what my sister calls "boy crazy". I think I am "boy appreciative". I never did appreciate Sasha though. I couldn't focus on him when butts like Duncan and Jimmy Junior were around. Little did I know that this moment was going to change the way I "appreciated" him.All Rights Reserved