In due time we were flying toward Washington DC and our new lives. New and even better it turned out.I watched as Carol dressed that morning... she wo...e a light cotton turtle neck sweater and a pair of linen slacks. She looked gorgeous and her body could not be denied but it certainly was a new statement. Accordingly I dressed a bit on the conservative side too.The flight included a lot of touching, kissing and holding hands. We talked of many things, some old some new, Then out of the blue. Stan did not go home, but lay passed into the black void, his body infected from the touch of that Jutland mare. As he lay there passed out cold, his body changed, legs became as hind like legging, feet grew much longer, and human toes melted into a single, solid toe, and hoof on each leg. For Stan, laid there out cold the sensation of being horny and wanting of sexual pleasures never really began. He changed in a calm and orderly fashion, his clothing ripping away as the torso lengthened,. He was built too, the physic of a bodybuilder that was shown off in the black skintight t-shirt. “Hey, Rick.” Natasha shouted to the bartender over the blaring music. “Who’s the guy at the end of the bar?” She asked, motioning to the man with her head. “Don’t know. Never seen him before. Looks like he’s taken an interest in you though.” The bartender shouted back, giving her a wink and a smile. Natasha laughed and shook her head, her long brown hair shaking slightly in the messy bun at the. ”Silence.“But there’s good money there,” he continued. “There’s really goodmoney. So, if we were to start somethin’ up together, we could get some dough.But I wouldn’t be your pimp. I could make arrangements and stick around in caseany shit went down, but you’d keep most of the profits. I could just take a small percentage for my services and increase that percentage by selling yourcustomers my d**gs.”He continued sharing ideas off the top of his head, almost talking tohimself. I nodded in.