She then grabbed my arm and turned me around facing the tailgate again. She then said hold open your bottom for me. I did as she requested holding my ...ottom cheeks with both hands. Wider I want to see your little boy hole. Yes maam, I said and did as requested exposing my anus to her. She then started using the penis whip on my exposed anus it stung but again was very erotic I would move and she would tell me to stay still finally she stopped and said don’t move. I stood there holding my cheeks. I’m not quite sure how long it took, but we eventually made our way to the stable. There were dozens and dozens of horses. Some were big, some were small. Some had a dark coat, some a pale one. Some were young, others quite ancient.It took a while, but we were eventually on our way. The instructor—a surprisingly young and incredibly pretty woman—led our group along path that meandered through fields and forests. We practiced steering the horses. It took less than a minute before I grew. Soon Savannah started hanging around my workouts, and we talked while I worked out. I worked up a sweat, and she even remarked that she liked the smell. I liked that comment, and it helped me work out, as I increasingly worked harder and harder. Probably six months into the working out, I decided to start doing situps on a mat. I purposely looked like I was having difficulty keeping my legs down, and she readily offered to sit on my legs. I agreed of course, and for the first few times I kept. “Wendy,” he began. This was it! He called me Wendy! “When you came to the door at lunch time, I thought that you reminded me of someone. I couldn’t believe my eyes. But now you’re properly dressed, I can see who that was. It’s almost uncanny, and I can hardly bring myself to tell you.” “Oh, Bill,” I responded. “Please tell me – if it’s a happy memory.” “Dear Wendy….dearest Wendy. Just a few months back I lost my wife. It was sudden and a terrible shock. But it’s just as if I were back with her.