Mmmm, some of those nights were more fun than I even planned, but that's another story or two.As I got to know the employees very intimately, they sug...ested I do a show. I asked them who I needed to arrange that with and was directed to the manager. He told me I would have to try-out for him and the owner. We agreed upon a date and I started planning my show.I found a pattern for an adult Halloween costume that was designed to look like a little girl. I made a few changes, shortening the skirt. Her lips on my neck. Whispering her 'good morning' in my ear.I close my eyes and imagine it's her finger in my mouth. I get a little tingle at the thought of her fingers in me. No. Too soon for that. I open my eyes again. Rinse. Ah, minty-fresh! I spot her perfume on the shelf. One spritz into the air and I walk into the fine mist. Mmmm. It reminds me of her. I smile to myself.I make my way back to her bed and carefully slip in. Ten minutes until the alarm. I snuggle close to her.. But even when you do these things as well as possible, horses can be noisy just breathing, especially when being ridden."We sat that morning, in the mist and stillness near the river wearing blindfolds as small groups of horses were ridden or led past us. We had small bags of an open weave cloth stuffed with chalk dust, and instructions to throw a bag at any suspicious noise we heard. I'm not sure how effective this was, because after a while I think I began imagining as many sounds as I. ”She led and we followed. It was unusual to be led by the wolves without having the whole pack with us. Having just one made me nervous. I reached out to Mandy in Lame Deer in now-time and she gladly came into my head.“This is it?” she asked. “I will be quiet and watch. Tread with care, my loves.”The wolf led us to a small clearing high on the mountain. Above us, I could see an indent in the rocks and was certain there was a cave entrance on the far side. The wolf approached us and in an.