It was then that I saw it. As I looked into Stretch's eyes, I saw a plea. He seemed to say, "Please, help me. I know that you will come to understand ...e, so, please, help me!!"I went back to Sam's office and asked if he thought Stretch's owner would sell him. Sam said that he did not know but he would call them and ask. Then he looked at me as if I was crazy and asked, "What would you want with a crazy horse like Stretch?" I told him that he would not understand, but it was something I felt I. To his dismay, he confirmed that he was not imagining things. He wore only his white briefs."Jesus, Becky, I don't have any clothes on. You dragged me down here before I could grab my clothes." I know," whispered Becky. This time she took the lead and crushed herself against Jason. Jason could feel Becky's erect nipples pushing through the soft, thin fabric of her blouse. He moved his hands over her muscular back and she responded in kind. His cock sprang to attention. He was embarrassed when. This drew the attention of others at the party and soon there seemed to a crowd outside the door that would cheer every time Cindy would scream. Which was often. Carla wriggled out from under Cindy and whisper in my ear that things were going to get fun. She went to the door of the room and opened it. She told everyone that they were welcome to join us, but clothes had to be stripped at the door, and no one could just stand and watch. Guys were throwing their clothes off, but the girls seemed. She did fit right in my lap. I thought she would, so that wasn't a surprise. What was a surprise though was that she seemed to be a mighty aggressive woman who was both femme and barely five feet tall.Her name was Nan. I had met her after a concert by the city's Symphony Orchestra, where she occupied the position of first flute. I had enjoyed a solo performance she had done as well as meeting her after the concert and having a very pleasant chat. It was only after I got home that night that I.