They were obviously a bridle. ?You will always wear this whenever you are out of your stall.? Claire said. ?It does not have a bit, but if you misb...have, two of your back teeth will be removed to fit a bridle & bit.? Claire fitted the bridle over Beth’s head while adjusting the straps for a firm fit. Her hair was let down out of its bun, then pulled between the straps & tied into a blonde ponytail. Beth noticed the ring each side of the bridle which would be used to attach reins in the. Slowly, the water running off my body was clear rather than a muddy brown. Stepping out of the shower, I grabbed my towel and wiped the beading water off my glistening skin. Once dry, I grabbed my towel and wrapped it round myself. I wandered out into the living room where I had spent the night. When I was dry, I dropped the towel and put on my now dry underwear, cargo pants and a white t-shirt. I walked to the door and strapped on my walking boots, I was about to step out when I heard Andrew. "The Club does have a liberal castration policy, though." That seemingto cover everything, Mr. Gould thanks me for my time.Maybe it was my refusal to remove the wig, maybe he needed to get me outso he could pound Percy? I don't know. Though shocked by the abruptness,I wasn't surprised. He asked me few questions and I answered less. Iwasn't really trying to get the job, and felt like my greatest successwas making his bishop stiff.Mr. Gould offers some palaver about "keeping me in mind" and a. "Not for you, it's not," he replied. "You've been the kind of kid who's been a starter your whole life." I didn't start at all my freshman year, or the first half of last year," I reminded him."Doesn't matter," he dismissed. "You're a great player, Sean. You always started, and even when you didn't, everybody knew it was just a matter of time before you got into the lineup. Me, I'm a role player. I ain't never started. Don't get me wrong, I don't really mind, you know? I like to watch the game.