“Why didn’t any of your professors call us about this?” Mom asked, as dad followed with his primary concern, “Do we have to pay extra for this...” “Po ma, this isn’t school! Professors won’t call parents about it. They just told us to turn up and attend if we want to be better in college. It is optional and, no dad, no extra money. I’ll be more than happy if you guys tell me I won’t have to attend it!”I looked up, making an eager expression on my face. “Shut up”, was mom’s curt response, “you’ll. And, the answer often determines if I spend the night with a guy or let him drop."What do you have in mind?" I asked."You are beautiful little filly," he answered, "I want to exercise you a little and then put you in the stall with my stallion so he can mount you."Holy smokes! The vision of me being a mare mounted by a stallion made me reel and I got wet. I was almost dizzy. The horseman was watching me with a hint of a smile, enjoying my response."Okay," I croaked and downed my drink for. A mere few weeks ago I was a regular guyand now I found myself completely made up as a woman getting dressedfor a date.Without even thinking, I sprayed some perfume on my legs, arms andhair and sat down on the bed in sheer exhaustion. I must have satthere for ten or fifteen minutes before Judy came into my room."What are you doing? You're not dressed yet? You better get a moveon. It's getting late. The guys should be here any minute now." I know. I'm just so nervous I feel faint." Well you. " Lena looked at me as if to ask what to do next. We couldn't let Pam in, she'd know in an instant what was going on, there'd been enough rumours about Lena and me already. I whispered again to her, "Go and open the door, but don't let her in. Tell her you're fine and that you'll be OK. For God's sake get rid of her." Lena went to the door, unlocked it and opened it a fraction. I was already concealed behind the archive shelves, the ones where Lena had spread her little mattress on which we'd.