An apology?Dear Cynthia, I’m terribly sorry for spacing out while going through your morning routine a few hours ago. In the tub this morning I was ...rying to shave your legs and I forgot to “pray down the shield” first. I’m afraid that I not only ruined your blade, but actually broke the razor too. I’ve never shaved my legs before so that might be an excuse, except that Master specifically had reminded me about the shield, and I forgot anyway.But that’s not the worst part. Having made that. Olivia found the new stallion in the stable, as she entered it’s pen she noticed a strange musk in the air. She could see the stallion was restless, and went to soothe it. The alcohol and sexual frustration together attracted her to the horses limp penis, she’d spent her entire life around horses and never thought about their genitalia, she was a decent girl after all, not some freak. Besides she mainly dealt with female horses. For whatever reason she was mesmerized. The horse had calmed down,. I tried to wipe my mind of the fact that we had been made, let it go. With a long slow exhale the windshield briefly fogged over from the warmth of my breath. Abandoning the whole concept of a stakeout I slid my hand down along the side of the seat and pushed the electric mechanism, moving the back of my seat lower into a reclining position. It was relaxing to lean back and drift off into pleasure for a few moments. Utter honesty. Since I discovered that Billie was now married, my sex life had. The lead singer ignored me but the other two took an interest and rapped with me for a while. Then the bass player Angel, a small Asian chick with small tits and killer ass, asked if I want to help them carry the gear back to their place, “Come up and have a beer.” The lead singer Joe stopped wrapping up microphone cable," Oh fuck that, I don't want this putz coming up to our place. He drops the gear off at the front door then gets lost." "Oh, come on Joe, he looks like a nice boy, maybe we can.