Girls Getting Clothes Ripped Off Free

I first learned to solve the problem of bullies in a horseback riding class, when we had to cross a field full of cows and a bull. The bull terrified me and I checked my clothes realizing I was wearing red. I ripped off my bandana, fearing the bull had seen it and would charge. Even the girls in the riding class didn't seem to notice him. But I thought of jumping from my pony and running to the nearest fence. But it was too far away. I checked the sky for helicopters to see if one might swoop down and s ave me. But it was a blue sky without even the distant drone of an aircraft.

girls getting clothes ripped off