The day dawned soft and warm, a sweet summer breeze kissed the trees. The carnival was in town and you could smell the burgers and French fries miles away. The happy sound of the carousel drew her to the crowded fairground. Her straw colored hair flipped playfully in the breeze and she hummed as she made her way through the people. The yellow dress slid seductively back and forth over her long legs. Men eyed her as she stood in line at the ticket booth, wishing for a glimpse of those soft, full breasts. She ignored them and made her way to the carousel, a handful of tickets clutched tightly.
She waited patiently in the line, children and parents laughing and smiling as they waited their turn. Her eyes held a long off dreamy look as she stood in the queue. Sunlight danced across her hair as she wiped it out of her eyes, inching forward slowly .
"Three tickets please." The weathered carnie held out his hand for her tickets. She smiled at him and the questioning look on his face.
She walked around the carousel and saw him. The large colorful zebra with the gold saddle called to her. She lifted a well shaped leg and slid onto his back. She leaned into the pole, her face shining with anticipation. The merry music began to play as the zebra began his gallop. Her eyes glistened with joy as she rode the mighty zebra, up and down, round and round. She daydreamed of him as she rode, hugging the pole , her nipples brushing against it, igniting the embers into a full fledged fire.
She rode off and on during the day, using up her handful of tickets. Soon all the happy people at the fairgrounds began to tire, dragging their dirty faced little children back to their homes. Night fell and a cool breeze replaced the sweltering summer heat. She made her way once more to the carousel.
"The carnival is closed ma'am." The carnie's voice was gruff and tired.