I snuggled back into him and whispered nighty, night Richard. He said night mom.In a dream like state of sleep I felt a hand on my shoulder pulling me...over on my back I grumbled a little and settled back into the bed and fell back to sleep. I heard a far off voice whispering mom, mom, hey mom. I dreamily smiled and rolled toward the voice. I thought I heard Richard say oh god. Then I felt myself being rolled onto my back. I felt a light soft touch on my breast, a gentle kneading and my mouth. No hairs obscured my face or gotin my mouth. I had lost all muscle definition. My fingers were fat anddumpy rather then long and dainty. The rough fabric of Sunday pants andshirt hugged my skin.The fresh scent of hay mixed with the hot stench of manure assaulted mynostrils, but hot tears of joy fell down my cheeks nonetheless. Ahorse grumbled.I wondered for a moment how Roncho had survived for so long. He musthave been well over 50 years old now. The chestnut was already next touseless when. Don't tell Bobbie I was here. Picked up some extraorders. Got a big night planned for her. Man, didn't think Prom wouldbe so expensive."Bobbie smiled wanly. She wanted to be his prom date.More than anything; thoughts of being pressed against him whileAlpahville sang about being Forever Young, standing out of the limosunroof to see Orion in all its heavenly glory. Watching each otherswing from such great heights.Fuck it."So, what's wrong?" Bobbie asked, pointing at the moped. "Voltageregulator. What would you like in yours?" A good amount of cream. I like my coffee like my women, hot and white." Well, it's a good thing I'm both then, isn't it?"I whipped off the covers, stood up, and headed for the bathroom. Walking toward Red, I saw that she was wearing a lace camisole and a matching thong. She stood and turned toward me as I neared. We kissed tentatively as my hands wandered to her exposed buttocks.As our mouths parted, I answered, "Yes, it is very good!" Now, go get a quick shower.