It did not take her long to become comfortable with the gentle horses. While she had free range of the entire property, she was not allowed onto the t...ack oval. That required additional training, from a very handsome young man named Paul.Paul taught technique, the technique required to become a successful jockey. He began with Emma in one of the small corrals, teaching her the fundamentals of positioning on a racehorse, which was entirely different from just sitting on a horse for a casual. For a little over a year I had been toying with the idea of subliminal messages. I started screwing around with them when I thought that I could use them to get Melanie interested in sex more than once a week. She was so damned beautiful that I wanted to fuck her two or three times a day but I would settle for two or three times a week.I had been copying her play list off of her MP3 player and making a super secret revision of it. I had found a program that I could use to edit MP3's and I could. I was full of lust and did not have any thoughts regarding 'taking advantage' or 'morals'."Do you live in that village down there and if you do, will you be expected home soon?" "Yes I live there and no I'm not expected home, mom, dad and Mary are working and John has gone to Grandma's, she’s mum’s mother. “ I don’t have a job yet."Do you know where we can we go where we won't be seen or heard?" She did. On the way, I explained about foreplay, quickies, tender sex, and sex for fun, with either. The sundresses were also quite sexy, hugging her body where the elastic surrounded her breasts and airy low on her hips and stopping about the knee. She was a bitch, but built like nothing I had ever seen, outside of a nudie book that is.As time went on, I started noticing the way she was moving, standing and sitting in ways that exposed her attributes to me. I’m not sure if this was on purpose or not, but I wasn’t going to ask; after all, I was enjoying watching this absolute bitch show me her.