"Ah, she is a sweet one, this," said Gilles. "She normally takes well to strangers." He took the reins. "I will hold her for you to climb up," he said... Do you need assistance?" I will manage," she said. She grasped the saddle and put her foot in the stirrups, and swung herself upwards. Although a little clumsy, she managed quite well. In the saddle, she composed herself a little. Her legs were splayed out quite widely, and she was surprised (as before) how broad a horse's back is. The riding. Mel seldom wore a bra. She didn’t need one, and she hadn’t worn one that night. Her nipples, however, were making noticeable bumps on either side of the “P”. Her short skirt was also royal blue with gold trim around the waist and hem. From my point of view on the couch, I could see a pair of gold panties under her little skirt. She wore gold socks that had a blue “P” on the outside of each ankle and white deck shoes.I was grinning like a high school quarterback who had just thrown the game. It had been such a long time since she’d last spoken with John but the conversation had been extremely memorable. ‘John,’ thought Jeanette, ‘oh my, oh my yes.’ It had been late that night and Jeanette had been alone, and slightly aroused. She was nude, on her way to bed and had popped open her lap top just to see which friend of hers might be on line, and there had been John. His happy, ‘Hello Hon’ popping up on her IM. Jeanette had been delighted. John was an old friend and even though they. "Ok. I'm gonna kiss you, then I'm gonna put my tongue in your mouth. So, don't freak out. Ok?" Do you have to use your tongue, really?" I whined."Yes! It's not even really kissing unless your tongue is involved. Everybody does it that way. Trust me. You're gonna thank me for this one day, you know?" Naomi pulled her long curly blonde hair into a ponytail and licked her lips."Whatever you say, Naomi. Where do you want me?" I rolled my eyes."Just come sit in my lap. Wrap your legs around me so.