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He left her at the alter and called her frigid. She’s out to prove him wrong.
Hidden within the vast expanse of Montana's rugged countryside lies a remote haven that remains a mystery to most. This unparalleled property offers far more than an authentic ranching experience for city slickers seeking a taste of the wild west.
Here, the cowboys are a class of their own - alpha males bred to withstand the harsh elements of nature with grit, determination, and raw physical strength. These men possess bodies that exude confidence and virility, and their skill in the saddle is matched only by their prowess in the art of love. To put it plainly, the men have a particular skill in the saddle if you catch my drift. So it’s no wonder women of all ages, shapes and sizes seek them out.
Some guests arrive after a divorce and years of neglect. Others are pure of heart and body, eager to lose their virginity to men who know what they’re doing. Others are just plain lonely and need to be held. Whatever the case, our cowboys are happy to oblige. (On the rare occasion when only a cowgirl will fit the bill for a lonely male traveler, I have a list of beauties as long as my arm.)
Sometimes the guests and our employees pair up themselves, without my help. I’ve got my work cut out for me keeping track of all the frisky shenanigans going on here at the ranch. But on a usual day, as the head of our matchmaking selection team, it's my duty to match our guests with the perfect provider.
I'm proud to say that some of my matches have even turned into long-term relationships, with couples falling madly in love and tying the knot. Despite our ranch's impeccable reputation, it's still a well-kept secret.
But I want everyone to experience the pleasures of our ranch.
These are the tales of the women and men who visit and the alpha cowboys and voluptuous cowgirls who please them. (Don’t worry; privacy is our top priority. I've changed the names to protect the true identities of everyone involved.)
If you ever decide to pay us a visit, bypass the main check-in counter and head straight to my desk in the back, near the fireplace. Ask for a private riding lesson. That’s all you need to say, and I’ll hook you right up, no questions asked.
PS: If you do decide to book a private riding lesson, whatever you do, do not tip or offer any monetary compensation to the cowboy who provides your service. A thank you kiss is plenty and much appreciated.
These cowboys aren’t providing their services for money, darlin.’ They do it because they love women.
I hope you enjoy your stay.
Laramie
