The shower was placed in the far corner of the room. I stepped tentatively forward and turned on the single tap. There were no walls to the shower, si...ply a moveable attachment on the wall and a grate hole on the floor. Steam from the shower rose. Automatically a ceiling grate gently sucked the wet air out of the room. Like the other room, the bathroom contained no windows. But the two walls adjoining with the shower were floor to ceiling mirrors. They must have been heated, as the steam did. For a moment neither of us spoke or moved, she just looked at me as I awkwardly half sat, trying to hide my (by now) semi. Then, slowly, she bent down and picked up the photos, flicking through them one by one just as I had done, a small smile becoming visible on her face. "Well" she said, "Did you like what you saw?". This question surprised me, and for a moment I was unsure what to say - I wanted to get paid, and I didn't want to get myself in further trouble by pushing it, so I simply. "I was saving it, so I'd still have something special to offer…"For what I knew, Alice already had sex, at least twice, but she offered her back, never the front. She started secretly abusing her little back entrance some years ago. In a surge of frustration and anger, an even younger Alice locked herself up in the bathroom, stripped herself of her clothes and started looking for something, she didn't know what, that she could hurt herself with and nobody would notice. Her eyes always went back. Never in thisworld had such a horse/girl been seen. I had never even heard of any legendlike this. And I wanted her. I wanted her more than anything else. I wanted her not for the money or the fame. I wanted her out of a lust thatflooded my thinking brain from somewhere far more primitive. I wanted to captureher, control her, to actually hold that mane clasped in my grip, and god helpme, to spend myself sexually all over her. I had no decision to make; I rushedheadlong into the passion that's.