He always remembers my birthday, buys me flowers and takes me to nice places. The problem is that the fire is not there, I'll fake it of course, I don...t want to hurt his feeling. But it can't go on, sometimes I wish he would find someone else and then he would leave me, he deserves better.It was Christmas again, oh how I hate it, a whole week without seeing him, and being at home trying to be nice to Nick. The only high point is the Office party, and a chance to dance with Trevor, and perhaps. We talked for quite a while as the miles rolled away. We were making good time as it was evening and traffic on the freeway was relatively light. Shannon did most of the talking and had a great deal to say, mostly about mishaps on the road, close calls, accidents. I was starting to think she was trouble-prone. She was from Long Island, New York, and had been driving big rigs since she got out of high school. She said it was a great life and she wouldn't trade it for anything.We stopped at a. This went on all of the afternoon, just laughing, giggling, along with suggestive comments, and that was getting me worked up. I was getting turned on by this. I think at about 6 PM we got to Beck's apartment, we all just sat and chatted, then Beck went to make a plate of snacks, but she had no olives and there was also something else she forgot to get. Beck went out to the shops, and Ann and I were left alone, we were sitting on a couch, close to each other, and we moved closer, so that. Her geldings in the main stable caused much less trouble.However, elite riders often preferred intact males. A more spirited mount might provide a more thrilling ride. While distractible, lazy, and prone to violence, a very special bond might be formed between a rider and her mount.Big Boy was always covetous of his mistress’ attention. This new male beside him at the slip rail was not at all familiar. He had no knowledge of the other’s standing in Beth’s esteem and his claim for her.