He could spot the subtle flaws in a performance and explain to her what she'd done wrong and how to correct it in a way that she accepted gratefully. ...hen the problem was the horse, it was up to Adoré-Marty never did learn to talk to horses.They worked daily and competed most weekends. The tougher the competition, the better Adoré liked it."Nothing here is as tough as nationals. And that wasn't so bad, compared to the Olympics. I need to compete to stay sharp-and keep Champ sharp.. " He paused for a minute. When Darla remained silent he spoke. "I'm happy for you, Darla. I know it's what you wanted. I'm happy for you." He was sincere, even though his stomach was churning and he was suffering the emptiest feeling he had ever felt."Thank you, Bill. I won't forget what we had. I will never tell Gordy, but you were what kept me alive these last few weeks. I was dying without him and you saved me. I won't forget that." I won't forget you either, Darla. I couldn't if I wanted. She wanted to rest. When I insisted, she said that she would prefer to have a peg, but, in her own room only. We took a cab together to the hotel and I agreed to meet her in her room in an hour.I freshened up. As I showered, I could not get my mind off her and had a hard on which I had to cool off with the most enjoyable shag. I then dressed in casual clothes, sky blue Calvin Klein denims and Black Tommy Hilfiger t-shirt. Put a nice deodorant and my favorite Hugo Deep Blue perfume. To all boys. I was more than happy and was giving long thrusts and came inside her. She fell on the bed her ass facing the ceiling and I fell beside her my face near her ass. Later, I moved to her face and turned her towards me and could see love marks on her boobs.I was feeling very tired as I had not eaten anything that night and also due to this hectic session of lovemaking. I asked her if she had anything to eat and she jokingly said I had eaten everything she had. We laughed and she went to the kitchen.