Horse Lust
"Aw cookies!", Sharon said as she tried to clarify what it was about the man on the TV that bugged her. Was it the hair? The flashing polka-dot bow tie. Or was it that this oversized mustache that passed for a man was mooning over the quality of his wife’s breasts?
Just then Sharon's eyes blurred. The mustache became a horse galloping through a star-filled sky. She could feel the huffing beast between her legs and she could see Auriga the Charioteer beckoning downward into the night sky.
As her vision cleared she thought, the mustache, definitely the mustache.