"Well sweetie, you've been smoking a good while nowand... well you are a grown up, I just thought you might like to carryyour cigarettes in a nice cas...... like your mother". "Oh I do, I love it"she said. "I just never expected anyone would buy me one. I've thought ofbuying one for myself for a while now but I just never did". John smiledand told her it's always much nicer when someone buy's it for you insteadof buying it yourself. They both laughed and she agreed "It sure is".They continued to. I knew this was going to be a grand day for training. Thinking back, even a rainy day, or a snow filled one wouldn’t stop me having fun with the ponies. Here at the ranch we didn’t like to think of the girls as b**sts of burden. We certainly didn’t want anyone getting the wrong idea. Bred for pleasure of the senses, that’s all they were.In this day and age no one needs a horse, you need a truck. Fortunately this philosophy didn’t dilute our fetish for ponygirls. Not to mention we needed plenty. She pulled into it."I can walk from here," I said feeling slightly scared as she turned off the motor on the blue Ford Focus."I know you can lovey, but I don't want you to," she said turning her body and looking at me.I stayed pressed back into my seat, wondering what she was up to and what was going to happen. A little part of me wished she would just say good night and let me get out. A larger part wanted to chat, but that still left another big part not sure what it wanted."Have you enjoyed. Breanna Was A Red Haried Beanie Cap Wearing Chick That Was 17 Also.BitchShe Walked Down The Stairs And Said "room" I Said "Down The Hall To The Left"She Sarcastically Said "Thank You" And Walked AwayBitchMy Mom Said in A Low Voice "And Shes Your New Step Sister"I Nearly DiedBecauseShes Such A Bitch...___________________________________I Had To Say Thought That She Was Hot But Still Was Annoying That Night I Went to my room and forgot my room was donated to Bitch Breanna and she sat up and said.