“She never wants to speak to you again. I tried to talk her into letting you explain, because I’m sure there’s a good explanation. You have lots...of female friends, so I can’t imagine what the problem might be, especially after she said it was OK for us to be together.”I could. I had no idea when they had followed me, or when they had taken pictures, but trading cars with Grace and driving to her house would be more than sufficient, and if they saw me together with Dona, or Elizaveta at church.. The house was more modern and so was the barn. Instead of the old-fashioned red barn there was a new, modern stable complete with a white-fenced corral.“Why are we here?” Nicole asked nervously as Annabelle got down to open the gate.“You said you wanted an orgasm,” Annabelle replied with a smile. “I think you said that stupid horse wouldn’t give you one.”“I’m sorry, Mistress Ann,” Nicole said softly.“Does that mean you don’t want an orgasm?” Annabelle asked with a wry smile.“Oh no, Mistress. I would be hopelessly attracted to Dee Dee if she were seventy years old and had no teeth.”‘Instead she is this soft, sexy, beautiful thing. Paul Newman would take one look at her, push Joanne Woodward aside and say ‘Honey I’m home.’”“And you’re the same. The same, but different. You fit me too. I feel the same things in some different way. Your body chemistries are obviously identical, so you have to affect me in the same way. Perhaps it’s your life experiences that separate you. I don’t know.. I thought I was going to faint, when she finally stopped to catch her breath. She lay her head down on my thigh and continued to fondle me with her hand. I felt Karyn's legs beside me with my right hand. I stroked the backs of her legs up to her ass, and her wet velvet. I teased her opening and probed a little with my fingers enticing a wiggle from her prone position. I reached over my chest with my left hand and picked up her left leg and positioned it on my other side. Karyn, guessing.