She always took care of all their needs (and I mean ALL their needs!), and took pride in keeping them well groomed, happy, and contented…in EVERY wa.... A contented horse was a happy horse, she always said…and her horsies were the happiest in the whole of England. They were well fed, watered, groomed, and regularly exercised; but the key to a happy stallion, as far as Gina was concerned, was to help them to empty their huge, heavy balls on a VERY regular basis…in the most pleasurable way. Herparents were both at work and we had the apartment to ourselves. Soon we weregiggling and laughing at one another. Lisa stood to get something to drink,but she stumbled and flopped onto the bed. I burst out laughing, as sherolled over."I'd like to see you try and walk in these." She lifted up her legs andpointed at the beige two-inch platform Buffalo sandals. "No problem." Lisalooked at me for an instant and then rolled off the bed and beneath it. Shere-emerged with a pair of yellow suede. We also carried additional equipment for the security personnel.”“What kinds of foods did you carry?” the Senator asked, as if it really mattered.“We carried 14 thousand pounds of bacon, sausage, scrapple, hams, steaks, roast, potatoes, hamburgers, hot dogs, bake beans, rolls and eggs. All perishables were packed in dry ice for long term storage.”“That seems like an awful lot for your security team,” he replied.“We bought vegetables and other staples there and we left very little for the. "Go away, and leave me alone!" He rolled over so that his back was to her, every joint in his body protesting the movements, even as he resumed a fetal position under the blankets of his bed."I can't do that, Mr. Stone," she told him, her tone indicating that her decree was not open for discussion or debate, "but we do have to talk. Can you sit up for a minute and look at me, please? What I have to say is very important."Roger struggled to roll over again, his joints protesting every movement.