I guess you could say I cried myself to sleep, and I wasn't sleeping real good. Even that was interrupted in the early morning hours by an awful thund...rstorm. Thunderstorms always scare me, though now that I'm older they didn't usually bother me much. This storm, though, was bad enough that I had to sit up and turn on my bedside lamp. The lightning didn't flash as brightly with the lights on, but the thunder was still really loud. I just sat there, hugging my knees and murmuring, "It's all. Now that we had some trained horses to help, we were able to train 10 more mares on this trip. The women could now appreciate the full value of horses as mounts and as draft animals. Now that the women were on my side, I had no doubt that the men would put up with the horses.The acquisition of horses pushed us onto a lot of paths the people had never considered. For example, the use of stirrups was a lot easier if the rider had shoes with a hard sole, but such shoes had never been made before.. They make thewomen have lots of sex and party.How do I know all of this? Because I am one of them. Hahahahahah.Chapter 2 Zack's story.There are some rules to being a hopper. First off no one can tell youare in a mount, unless you pass a mirror or a picture is taken of you.Another hopper can tell when you are in a mount because we can see ourown.When a picture is taken of you or if you do go past a mirror what thatperson sees is a male head attached to a female body, you have thewoman's. Shannon was really getting into it and it was feeling good for me to, then she wants to try something else. She unties me and when I look she is soaked in sweat and her hair is all messed up. She looks sexy as hell, and she is being so dominating. Again she dragged me by my choker over to the bench and again back to sitting on my face. Her sweaty pussy smelled even worst, and then she made me suck on the strap-on. She started to throat fuck me. She loved it and smiled the whole time, I was.