Like, the sexual power of a horse's cock comes to mind, you know?" You mean like me slipping it into the ass of that waitress? The one with the beauti...ul butt?"Perhaps because Jean knew that I'd never "slipped" it into anything, save my hand, she gave me a puzzled frown. She replied, "I guess so... something like that... not real, but sexy and powerful. Like, I don't really want a horse's dick, but I like the thought of it... it gets me wet. Does the thought of you doin' it to that girl's. It was almost 11 the next morning. I called Shruti. “I will be there in half-hour. Do you want me to get anything for lunch?” I asked.“I have prepared everything, Nik. You come here,” Shruti replied.I drove to her house within 30 minutes and pressed the bell to let her know I have arrived. Shruti, in red lipstick, eye shadow, soft waves of hair left open, reached below her shoulders wearing saree with a sleeveless blouse, black bra, and black panties (which I saw later), looked like a. " What?!" Cassie and Ned, they have to do this. They have to be in on this." Because the little voices in your head told you? Yeah, that'll get them to do it, sure!" Melinda, stop being an ass for once and listen." Listen to what? You're not making any sense!"Jason stepped forward and squeezed Melinda's hand. "Melinda, please calm down."Melinda yanked her hand from Jason's and jumped back. "Don't tell me to calm down! Everyone, just stop telling me to shut up, or that I'm not helping, or that. “Can I tie you up in the old barn? That way no one will walk in and surprise us. Momma almost caught me with my brush once.” I smiled and agreed.She had me bring over a bale of hay and put it out in front of a pole in the barn. I took my shirt off and she stared at the muscles that moved under my skin. I watched her lick her lips as she quickly looped the rope then cinched the loop tight to each wrist. She had learned well. I smiled at her. I really hoped she would not chicken out. “Now don’t.