”“Why do I feel like I’m sitting at ground zero?”“Because you painted a huge target on your back!”“Yes, but YOU know that my opinion of ...hings with Tasha has changed over the past year.”“I think you’re experiencing the feeling of wanting something so badly, and not being able to have it, to then having it, and it wasn’t quite what you thought it would be.”I shrugged, “Maybe. I’m not exactly sure what I thought it would be. SHE was always sure we’d marry, but I never was. The whole thing with. How times change. I am a smart woman and a hard worker, but I am seldom given my dues. The world isn’t kind to women like me. At York University, I thought I found my knight in shining armor when I met Timothy Henderson, a tall, red-haired and green-eyed Englishman who moved from Gloucestershire, England, to attend Queen’s University in Ontario, Canada. I don’t know why an Englishman would come to Canada for school when Oxford University, the world’s most prestigious school, is in England, but. I heard the owner conversing, he mentioning the loss of his son as another missing person. Steve was not missing, but stood in a nearby stall, where Alice paid for her recent lover to stand and stay, Steve infected, became a gay stallion, liking me, and enjoying the mating with any mare brought to him.Twenty years has come and gone, leaving me as an aging horse soon to get put down or sold to the glue factory. Steve too has aged, he a mature stallion, mates regularly with mares, his sexual. I was sitting in bed watching TV when she got out, she got into bed with me, and started crying a little, but stopped. She started telling me that Jeff was gentle at first, but then started fucking her pretty hard, then really hard before he came. He told her that Beth never let him fuck her that hard and that it felt really really good, and right before he came he shoved his dick as hard and as deep as he could then filled her with his seed. That was when she yelped out: he came a lot, and.