"Kris shook his head and reached over to grab my bag off the table. Hestormed across the room, pressed the satchel against my chest, then puthis hand ...n my elbow."Let's go," he said. His voice was forceful, full of anger.It made me wetter.We went out the front door, across the grass to Kris' Jeep. He yankedopen the door, practically threw me up into the passenger seat, thenstomped around to get in on his side. The engine roared to life andwhen he let off the clutch, all four tires chewed wide. "Holy shit," he gasped, right on the edge of panic.He felt as though he might even feint from shock. "Noway..." However, Jerry knew that there was a way. Magic. Asimpossible as it actually seemed, magic had to be real, andthat pot that Ked had bought really had to be magic. Then Jerry tore what was left of his shirt off,gulping at the even more obvious sight of Darla's breastssticking out. They were so big... so round. She'd braggedonce or twice that she had the best tits on campus, andJerry no. "What's my youngest so wild about?"Steve didn't even pause as he walked straight to the bar and picked up the Bloody Mary Dewey had made for me. I made another for myself, and sat it on the bar. Before I could get back around, Lisa came up and said, "Just what I need."Oh well, I can make another. I did, but John came to the bar and asked, "Is that for me? I think Wanda's going to want one too."I ended up making about a dozen tall Bloody Marys and was into the third bottle of mix by the time I. The two men were obviously talking about her horse and their words worried her. She couldn't imagine why Midnight would have to be tranquilized, and she wondered if the stallion were ill. Her heart raced in fear."Yeah, he'll be okay. Let's get out of here," the chief horse trainer said, and the two men walked away from the horse stall.As soon as they were out of the stable, Micki ran around the corner and down the corridor which led to Midnight stall. Startled, the other horses whinnied when.