He had spent two days wrangling there twin eight year old son's Jason and Justin and was happy to get out of there, he was also happy about the payche...k in his hand, they always paid him well with a sizeable tip. It was a clear summer morning and the fourteen year old headed down the sidewalk for the mile long walk home. McMillan Park between him and his house.There were several entrances to the park, most pathways that led between two homes into the wooded edges of the park as well as the main. If he had to guess they were causing blisters on his feet.He was in his office and could feel the tell-tale tightening in his chest,fear roiling in his stomach. He reached for his purse, grabbed theprescription bottle, tapped out a single white pill - downing it with agulp of cold coffee. He stood, straightened his blouse, and buttoned upthe accompanying jacket. As the pill started to take effect, he caughthis reflection in the glass of his office door and a chill ran down hisback. He. She was feeling moist herself, down there, as well, as she recalled the dry-mouthed excitement of watching the stallion's cock lengthen and harden, inexorably."One day," she carried on, her voice low and breathy, "I was helping the farrier shoe one of the young stallions in his box. There was a mare in the next stall, and — well, the stallion began to get — excited. You know what I mean, William?"He nodded, vehemently, as if concerned that he might not know even this basic fact of life, but his. "It's new. Grampa bought it for me yesterday and I just had to wear it."The way she said it and her actions reminded me of a girl I knew in grade school."It's lovely," I replied. "How old are you Julia?" It's not polite to ask a woman her age," she answered with a smile. "Let's just say I'm old enough to do anything I want and young enough to still enjoy it."She grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet. "Come on. Help me pick some more flowers, then you can buy me breakfast."The way she said it.