We can build saddles, but I will need to work with someone to design and build them.“The carriages have no give, so the riders feel every bump makin... them horrible on any kind of trip. We will design suspension or give to the carts to make the trips comfortable.“And for personal reasons and my love of gambling, I would love to have the fastest chariots and horses around. I know that those are three different areas and you may need mules for plowing fields. I can help design plows and harrows to. This is my greatest secret, and I can only continue if I can trust you with it. Please, I know I have no right to say such a thing, but if you love me, you will take this secret to your grave. No matter how terrible, no matter how frightening, no matter how mind-shattering it will be, you must never tell another soul of this conversation or anything you have learned. Jenny, will you do this?”Jenny bit her lip, trembling with uncertainty. This was something completely new, the likes of which she. I could feel the heat of your body, smell the familiar scent of tobacco on your breath, and see the flash of frenzied lust in your eyes. With no effort at all, you lifted me and spun me around. Your strength was evident in the ripples of your arm, the effortless grace with which you carry my weight. You made me feel light and light-headed. Then you kissed me. The kind of kiss that a woman remembers years after it has gone. The kind of kiss that a woman gets sentimental about when she talks. The design of the dance became clear as we all chanted for more dancers, until we could form a circle. Our moans became part of the music. Outside revelers, ever fucking, watched our performance. In unison, we raised our torsos, raised our hands and slapped a cheek before us, creating a rumble of thunder and harmonic cries of pleasure and pain. We repeated the movement, completing seven strikes in all. Hands spread my cheeks then, and a pecker dove inside. I had no pecker to offer so I jabbed.