That was where I was today."Lizzie was in interrogation mode. I recognized this because Tami does it to me all the time. Lizzie was not in Tami's clas... and I had been evading her questions for years."Are you any good?" I got to play some today." Here was where you flip it. "I hear you went to a horse show. That sounds so much more interesting than sports."Lilith looked excited."Well, it wasn't really a show. It was an auction. Lizzie and I do show jumping and my horse is injured. Abigail is. . only out for his own pleasure in interests. This wasn't about her or what she wanted. She was just a convenient hole to jack off into. Her wants needs and pleasure was none of his concern. If she got off as a side note, that was fine, but he wasn't going out of his way to see that she had a good time. So when Rodney tired of playing with her soaking wet pussy, he pulled out of her, much to her dismay. She had been so close... but she knew Rodney and she knew he was far from finished with. It's the only way I canafford the license." Shara sighed. "I assume that's why you didn't buy the vest. You didn't wantto spend the money." "Yeah. My boyfriend ran in the Hunt a month ago. He said the darts aren'tthat bad." Shara laughed. "Did he get hit with one?" "Yeah." "Where?" "In the arm. The left arm." "Good for him. The thing about the darts is that if they hit you in the rightplace it's just pain. Terrible, soul shattering pain, but something that comesand goes. On the other hand, if. “It’s soft.”“I like my beard, too,” I said, a little confused. I’d had a beard ever since Lucy died and I was too distraught to go through daily rituals like that. It turned out having a beard wasn’t so bad, and then I found out it had some advantages, so I’d never shaved after that. This was the first time she’d talked about it, though.She reached up and brushed the back of her hand across my chin.“I wonder what that would feel like...” Then she stopped.“What?” I asked.“Never mind,” she said.I.