At the lowest point, when I had Chris in my armssobbing silently into my chest, when my own tears ran down my cheeks, Itold him not to remember Mark a... he was, but from before. I reminded ofall the good times they'd shared. People changed, I said (what anunderstatement) but he had to remember the Mark of old. I think it helped.Chris seemed calmer, he held me tighter and tighter before whispering thathe was glad I was there for him, that he still had me and he kissed me, onthe mouth which. You are a very pretty girl."I tried to push them away but my heart wasn't in it. I needed the contact right then, even if it was with the people responsible for my present state. I gave up quickly and sobbed into Sally's shoulder. As my sobbing slowly subsided, Gwen bought me a box of tissues and Maya addressed me."Caitlin, you looked like such a perfect little angel yesterday when we finished your?adaptations, we thought we would let you sleep for the night. You must be famished, dear, after. I need a woman with a round juicy ass! Jessica is as flat as a board. I can't do a thing with an ass like that. I need cheeks I can bury my face in. Got it!" I got up and went to my bedroom and slammed the door.An hour later, mother knocked on the door and asked me to come out for dinner. If it wasn't for my rumbling stomach, I would've stayed in my room all night until she left. We ate mostly in silence until she began to apologize for pushing me so hard."Paul, you must think me a terrible. That is, until now&hellip, Writing all those equine bestiality stories got me thinking about horseback riding. Well, I was actually thinking about something else, but horseback riding was the first step ,). So, after a little consideration, I decided to go for it. I recalled noticing a riding school that had recently opened up near my fathers housefor some reason, the area he resided in had more horses than any other region in the province. So, after setting up an appointment at the riding.