Shewas wasted on her 'vanilla' loving husband.She knew about me. She understood completely. I could tell by theway she eyed me up and down, noticing d...tails I thought I could getaway with, that others would glance over and not register. Mydelicate watch that would remain hidden under my oh so straight shirtsleeves, my pure silk socks hiding stockings underneath, my ladiescourt shoes that were so close to the edge and gave me a thrill whenpeople gave them a second glance. I knew she would do. Miss Hunter was being pretty presumptuous. I think mom took it as somewhat of an attack on her parenting as she straightened up in her seat and began a counter-attack."Miss Hunter, Jeff is a good kid. I will have a word with him at home about getting to class on time, but I don't believe his tardiness is indicative of something deeper. He just.. had something to work on this morning before school" Mom faltered a bit at the last line and I knew exactly why."Jeff, come sit down next to your. " I swear I didn't know she came over that day. Remember, I had just gotten my casts changed? After you left, my arms started to bother me so I took pain pills before I went for a nap. I knew I needed some sleep, but I needed the pain to go away so I could sleep. When I felt her mouth on me, I thought it was you; you've got to believe me!" I guess I do," Tory responded, allowing no emotion in her voice. "After her first visit, you had no idea she would come back. Go on." I was just so angry.. This is by far our biggest Pony. Not popular with some but very popular with others.Hear-hear, I said to myself. „Statistics: Height, five feet eleven and a half inches... bust forty five inches... waist thirty five inches... hips forty eight inches.“There was some laughter, particularly from watching women guests, as well as some oo-ing and ah-ing. „A big, strong Pony,“ concluded the voice, „without pace, but with plenty of stamina“. The voice ceased. The Pony in question lumbered past me once.