The sign on the back of that last truck said 'Grace Miller, Farrier'"."Grace has been shoeing horses since I was a teenager. She's never going to reti...e. Why? Don't tell me you're surprized that a woman does that kind of work." I guess I sound sexist, don't I?" A little. She doesn't do the smith-work. The shoes are all lightweight alloys now, not hammered iron bar-stock. Still, it isn't light work. Gracie still swings a mean hammer. And not just for a woman her age. She's got to be in her. 'This wont hurt', he said soothingly, 'it will relax you and make you feel less inhibited', he crooned, then his hands dropped below my eyeline of sight, and I felt the needle penetrate my bum, that was when he saw I had wet myself.He pulled the needle out and raised to show all the contents were now flowing and coursing through my body, I was his for the next two hours, 'Come this way girl', I was led down a corridor somewhere out and away from the west wing of the boarding school, where I was. She gently spreads his thighs and positions herself between them. She caresses his thighs as she kisses her way up from his ankles to his groin. As she approaches his groin, he flinches. She stops immediately, letting him calm back down and fall back into a deeper sleep. She does not want to wake him. He falls back to sleep, grinning from the pleasure but totally oblivious to what is happening to him. She continues. She is now holding his growing shaft in her right hand and cupping his. It took me working there awhile before I caught on to the fact that they were getting their jollies by making me blush and seeing me get flustered. Once I figured that out I started to give back as good as I got (even thought it usually wasn't true) which made things more interesting. To give an example, when I first started one of the girl's came up to me and said, "Robbie, I think I have a run in the back of my stocking. Would you look and see?" and then she pulled her skirt up so that I.