I guess I was feeling flush from the gold ore I had, but I still had forty dollars in gold left.The mares were a good match for each other and for Bob... I named them Blue and Star. I bought some harness for them, and several bags of feed grain.I had them pull the wagon for part of the day every day and by the time I got back to the wagon (still untouched) they were a good working pair.I hitched up the horses to Harrison's wagon, tied them up to the back of mine and we led off. It was ungainly,. Most of the things about us are pretty normal including the neighborhood we live in, the size of our family, we were just pretty average Americans all round.SImon had just begun driving, he was a very responsible young man, thank goodness, and got excellent grades, so we let him drive when we took trips here and there.Of course, he was still new at it and somewhat unsure so we only had him drive for short periods, say, thirty minutes or so.We were on our way home from our lake cabin and he had. Iabsolutely detested having those needles stuck into my butt, even ifthey WERE helping to turn me into model material. And they definitelywere making a difference, and not just in my emotional state. By thetime I'd been through two or three treatments, my nipples were becomingvery sensitive again, like they'd been before my boobs started growing acouple of years earlier. I reported this to the doctor, and she beganmeasuring my bust every time she saw me.My sore nipples also forced me to start. But I have a great hotel on the beech in just looking for some company for a day"She asked "If you can prove your not a Cop, then we can talk."I figured out she was not a cop because she had my zipper down and was rubbing my underwear giving me a hard-on. I figure what the hell. "what kind of proof do you need?"We ended up going down this side road and about half way she say "the proof I need is for you to sit down in this doorway and suck me till I'm hard." Sure let do it" If this was her cop.