I lay behind her and and wrapped my arms around her, my left arm went under her and my right over her onto her belly. Joy took hold of my hand in hers...and held it to the middle of her chest. I gulped when she did this. She sighed as I held her. Needless to say I had a hard time going to sleep but eventually I dropped off.I woke in exactly the same position, however Joy had pushed her self back further into me and I could feel her ass pressing against my now hard cock.“Oh shit” I thought to. The main character in this silly story is named April Flowers. Could her parents of named her anything so strange? April had never met anybody else with such an absurd name.April had to learn early on that she was different. She had a weird name, and when she was a teenager, she liked to stand out in a crowd. April enjoyed dressing weirdly and having rainbow-colored hair. Her parents were hippies and let April do whatever she wanted to fit in with her peers. Unfortunately, she never fit. ?See you soon...my favorite meat bag? she said as she winkedat Jack.***************************************************************The sun was glaring yet it was nice outside. It was a cool summer day forthe city and Jack had all day to spend with Ava. He smiled but wasquickly taken from his thoughts by Ava?s voice. ?Let?s go get you somenew drags girl. You don?t even fit in what you?re wearing.? It wastrue... Jack barely fit in his clothes. He had thought wrong when he saidSarah?s clothes fit. I'm still working through the significance of the foundation stud and just how his ability to 'service' many mares makes him more valuable than mares without which the herd dies. Both are important. I just keep coming back to the basic feeling that we should value women more like a brood bitch in a kennel than the way we do. A good brood bitch is worth more than a stud, at least an unproven stud ... It is all very complex. And all based on the idea that the only attribute for which a concubine.