Aiko
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Show Name: Spring Charm
Barn Name: Aiko
Color: Dappled Chocolate Palomino
Gender: mare
Height: 13 hh
Age: 3 years
Parents: foundation
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Mate: Open to mate offers
Lineage: lineage link
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Story:
Every year we try to top last year's gifts but every year I think that nothing can top the previous year's gift. It has gotten so outrageous and lavish. Last year, I booked out my beloved's favorite Thai restaurant so we could enjoy it in peace and have the undivided attention of the chefs.Thai food is our mutual favorite but he was the one to introduce me to my new addiction. I am a more cautious and reserved person when it comes to ordering new things, however he is not. In the morning, I left him a note saying to dress nicely and be ready to go as soon as I got back from work at 5:30 PM. I tackled my fiance onto the bed as soon as I got through the door and up the stairs to our bedroom, then playfully blindfolded him. I slipped out of my work clothes and speedily put on my emerald green mid length cocktail dress. Its off the shoulder straps delicately framed my sleek shoulders and the bodice clinged to my body nicely. It was given to me by my man and I had been dying to wear it for a suitable occasion since the moment I got it. I touched up my hair and quickly brushed on a sultry smokey eyeshadow look. Then, I pulled out my dark red lipstick and carefully lined my lips with its vivacious color. My fair skin was glowing and the emerald green looked flawless with my dark hair. My black heels glided onto my feet and my fiance was grumbling and mumbling under his breath impatiently. I caressed his hand and smiled as I pulled him up and off of the bed. Carefully, I walked him out of our bedroom and down our stairs. I guided him out of our house and into the car. I took him on a few loops around the neighborhood to throw off his guesses as to where I was kidnapping him. Finally, we arrived and I led him into the restaurant. Our one waitress eagerly greeted us in the empty and peaceful room. I pulled off his blindfold and his jaw dropped and his eyes began to tear up. He hugged me so tightly and then stepped back and looked me up and down, enjoying the dress. Our waitress sat down and the two chefs walked out of the kitchen to greet us. The menu was limitless. We tried every dish that we were too scared to try and found new favorites. It was the best gift I ever gave to myself and to my love. His eyes doubled in size like a child in a candy store as each dish arrived at our table. We pushed our boundaries and got sample sizes of everything on the menu. Some of the dishes I politely pushed away while I ate other dishes within seconds and ordered seconds and sometimes thirds. The chefs were our best friends by the end of the night. We sipped on Thai tea with our meals over a candlelit table. The music was soft and light. The aroma of the food overwhelmed our senses. It was simply amazing to chat with our waitress and chefs. The chefs were eager to share their favorite recipes, tips and tricks to cooking better meals. Being challenged culinarily, I absorbed their advice with open ears. We ate for hours until our bellies began to burst. By the end of the night, we happily plopped onto our bed and fell into a food coma.