Roses and Rules

Giana is a gorgeous 20 year old young woman with amazingly beautiful long dark brown hair. She was tall and slender but she wasnt too skinny. She was fully aware of how full her breasts and butt were but she prefered to dress modestly. Her skin was a beautiful golden shade of tan. She lived in a small town named Rose Hills her whole life.

Her family's house was on a very large property placed just outside of town in a beautifully wide open area that extended all the way to the lake. Right outside her bedroom she has a large garden with her favorite roses in all different colors. There were also tulips, lilies, Sunflowers, jasmine and lavender.

There also was a large willow tree with a small tree swing that she enjoyed sitting on during cool evenings watching the sunset. She lived with her mother and her two sisters. She wasn't fond of her 2 sisters because they always treated her so horribly and made it clear they wanted no parts of being sisterly. She loved her sisters dearly but just never got the chance to bond with them as they were her older sisters and they tended to bully her when their mother wasn't around.

Giana had a heart of pure kindness. She always saw the good in people and trusted easily. She wasn't sheltered by any means she knew of the evil and betrayal in her small town and all over the world. She just chose to believe that there were caring people like her. Especially since everyone in town was so sweet and protective of each other. She loved everything and everyone alike. She enjoyed spending time with the animals and helping the farm hands tend to the horses and cows. She especially loved being able to ride her horse Majestic.

Majestic was a large Arabian Horse. He was tall and gray with white speckles all over. His head was white until it got to his snout which was a dark gray almost black. He had the most amazing yet terrifying eyes. They were so dark they looked black. He was unlike any of the other horses that her family owned because he was a wild horse up until the day he found Giana.

She had been 15 years old when she was out one winter afternoon enjoying the snow beginning to fall. Snowy winter days and nights were her favorite. When out of nowhere this large horse came galloping out of the tree line. She began to run but stopped when she noticed the galloping had slowed to a slow trot. She turned and looked to see this enormously beautiful creature watching her. She slowly took step after step toward the horse. Her heart pounded in her chest as she had never been this close to a wild horse. She had heard stories of how dangerous wild horses were but never encountered one on her own.

This horse didn't seem scared of her but instead he moved closer to her until they finally stood in front of each other. Gianna reached her hand out and the horse stood still and allowed her to touch the side of his face. She stood there just caressing the horse's soft cold mane in the cold winter air. Giana and the horse played and ran around there just spending time together for what seemed like forever. Although she was freezing from the icy winter air and her hands were wet from the snow melting on her gloves. Giana loved every minute of it. As it began getting darker Giana noticed the snow beginning to fall harder and it was actually beginning to accumulate on the ground. Giana bid her new friend goodbye and headed home.