It was sort of like high school hockey in Ohio – only the wealthy could afford the cost of having their children play the sport. I also knew a lot m...re about Jill Clay – and Dom Salducci and Brian Evans – than I let on.“Could have fooled me,” Skye said.“Ha-ha,” Jill said.“You know how sad Michigan is?” I asked. I didn’t wait for an answer but just provided my own. “Toledo is like the shittiest place in Ohio – thanks to its proximity to Michigan. Well, they actually wanted to start a war to. ...tried to ask her where Iwas. My attempts were answered with the sharp bite of a riding crop onmy bottom."Listen slave, you're a pony now! The only communicating you will do iswith nodding your head...understand?"I nodded my head, not wanting to incur her wrath again."Good...you will not shake your head, obedient ponies only do as theyare told no matter what they are asked to do...understand?"Nod.....nod" Good, now eat your food I will be back to prepare you soon," She shutand bolted the. .. so don't even try denying it!" she answered back boldly."Didn't say I was denying it," Darlene responded in a much softer tone of voice, "just didn't think I'd end up sitting here showing everyone how I did," she finished saying even more softly.Personally, I was surprised that she'd actually consider doing it instead of taking her refusal, but she did, though I could see both Jack as well as Jessica took a serious interest in her doing it as she decided to actually do so."And you have to do. Then she said, "OK, let's dance." It was a slow song again and again we didn't get too close. We switched partners again and it got hot out on the dance floor, even with my jacket off. Too many fast songs in a row and I was sweating. There was an outdoor patio behind the head table and I pushed through the doors and breathed in the cool air. It was a nice night and the moon was out and it was all very romantic, except that I was out there alone. But not for long. The door opened behind me.