A bell rang, the gates sprang open, and the first heat was on!Now Charlie was in the third heat She did win her heat! After each heathad been run, t...ere was a mad dash from the track directly into the barnas each pony was very eager to relieve themselves!Now, during each heat, I noticed that many of the race drivers weresporting 6' to 8' long bull whips. These cart drivers used them ratherviciously on the backs and shoulders of their pony girls! This action,raised angry weals, welts, and. The rearmost mounted troops wheeled their horses away, intent on scything our men down before they could inflict any further damage.The captain of this troop thought he was clever. He didn't aim directly for the archers, but rather at the woods behind and slightly closer to the river. No archer would want to be caught in the open by cavalry, so it was obvious where they would run.Unfortunately for the captain he was wrong this time!The men around me had been continuously cheering the actions of. Her brother seemed about 3 years older and also shook my hand. Then I got to her mother, Diane. She was stunning – she had dark shoulder length hair which was cut in a very fashionable style and subtly dyed. Her eyes were big and oozed confidence, she was dressed impeccably and her smile was very sexy.Diane greeted me like I was a long lost son and immediately ignored my outstretched hand coming straight in for a hug. 'Dan' she gushed, 'It's so nice to finally meet you. Amy has told us so much. Let me guess which car is yours.” There was only 6 or 7 cars left in the parking lot. She scanned the parking lot and pointed to a full size Chevy truck. “No, that isn’t yours. That is too country for you.” She looked around. She looked at a black Mustang GT and smiled. “That is your car. It has to be.” I smiled at her and hit the button on my keyless entry controller and the lights on the Mustang flashed. She smiled with a satisfied look on her face and said “I knew it.” We got in the car and.