" You do some of the work yourself?" I asked, surprised."Yup. Dad taught me just about everything I needed to know, and he still does. I can handle an...English Wheel as well as anyone," she said with some pride."I thought those days were gone. Don't you just buy a replacement body panel now?" I asked."Yes, for the regular work. But we specialize in working on collector and antique cars. It's the most profitable part of the business. Parts aren't easily available, so we have to repair and restore. I arrived at the studio twenty minutes early. Since the wardrobe ladyalready had my measurements, I went right to the make up and hair stylelady. My make up was redone and my hair was brushed, but, left down. Shesaid that I had such beautiful long blonde hair, it would be a shame notto show it off in some of the shots. I went to wardrobe. The lady therehelped to remove my dress. She saw my lingerie and smiled but saidnothing as she helped me into my first outfit.Three hair styles and about. She sighed. It had been a dream or a flash from the past. She moved her hands between her legs for a check; oh yeah she was wet but where was Bobby. She moved the sheet over the bed then got out naked and in want. Bobby sat in front of the television his eyes locked on a spot above the small device. He listened as Rufus' ghost droned on about what a bad friend he had been to him. “Why didn’t you just burn my bones, then I wouldn’t be here, Bob?”“Yeah so you would have another thing to Bitch at. Lets go now. Remember,no talking!He leads me by my cock and balls all the way outside the barn. I haven'tbeen outside for days. Its good to feel the sun warming my body. I have toadjust my eyes to the sudden brightness. Steve ties me to a pole and leavesme there while he goes into a door on the left of the main house. I hearthe sound of a loudspeaker coming from the corral- start TROT at 5 :....1...2....3.....4......5....At a distance through the barriers, Blacky is trotting,lifting his.