There was always something off about my romantic life, you know what I mean? None of my relationships ever worked out and I couldn't figure out why. On the day my friends took me to my first rodeo I finally figured it all out.
His name was Joel Harris and he was a cowboy stud. The first time I set my eyes on him something stirred inside me, something that would open up a whole new world of self-discovery and passion I never new existed. What started as a day of fun turned into weeks of rolling in the hay. Things were never the same. Guess I had a thing for cowboys. Who knew?