Damn. No one likes a narcissist. I’d listened to radio shows, watched videos, read blogs about all that stuff so I knew. No wonder I’m single. Fuc.... Well hell. Maybe I’ll take responsibility for myself and actually advertise myself as a narcissist on those dating websites that seem to be everywhere these days. See what happens if I warn girls that I have high standards even though really I’m nothing special myself (there’d be no reason to tell women that!) and that I’ll start out treating them. .. Of course…At the appointed hour the paddock is empty except for the stallion, mare and their owners and of course me. However if you take the time to look around you will see all of the stable girls heads appearing at every subtle viewing position. Julie and Mary are together. Julie is behind her lover, her hands already under Mary’s checked shirt.Lucy looks enviously as her Mare is held and the stallion is encouraged to mount. At the second of penetration we could hear a chorus of “I wish”. When they parted company, Jasonstopped and picked up several pairs of skirt hangars before going home.With all of the new clothing his closet and drawers were getting crowded.He slid his suits to the left to make room for his skirts, jumpers, andblouses. It was a snug fit. He had to clear out a drawer for his pantiesand pantyhose so he put his underwear in a small cardboard box. He decidedthat his life was getting crazy. After fixing a sandwich he decided toshower and shave his legs. Afterward. I tweak her nipple as my hand moves back down to her wet pussy. I lightly patted her as I watched her bit her lip. The sound of her wet pussy being slapped was very sensual. Each time my hand came down on her unprotected pussy she let out a soft moan. Her nipples still make her arousal obvious. I then softly pushed 2 fingers into her sopping wet pussy. She gasped at the abrupt intrusion but quickly began to moan with each stroke until she could hold her words no more. “Please Master, may your.