" "What type of competition would you think she'd be good at?" "Well, with that ankle of hers, the racing competitions would be out of the questio.... I don't think her ankle could stand up to the rigorous work out of racing unbridled, let alone trying to pull a silky and rider, or carrying the weight of a jockey. She isn't built for drafting either. She's far too tall and lean. Short stocky muscular body types excel as work horses. "I was thinking of dressage. She'd actually be perfect for. God, if I had one day as this woman, itwould be incredible. More than incredible, extraordinary, unbelievable.But the uncertainty. It was all too much. Where was Bill? What wouldbecome of me? I just needed to get through this night. I smoked. I walked. It was twilight and I passed others on thesidewalk. I noticed the women?the females. Two elderly Hispanic ladiespassed. Senoras. Feminine, plural, Spanish was a language whichchanged by gender. Large busted, heavy, pleasantly talking. I had decided to wear a black short tight dress and stiletto heels. I had no panties, just stockings that did not covered my mound.A tight black top barely supported my boobs pushing out.Victor and I also proceeded to the bar. I stood very close to one of the guys and I gentle rubbed up my hips against him. He noticed that and he started to rub his fingers back to my exposed leg…Victor ordered some drinks and then we found a table to sit down.I saw that guy was checking my ass out as we sat. I made over sixty thousand dollars last year, all in cash. I was doing at least one video a week, sometimes two, and would have done one a day if I could.“You asked Heather if she’d go back. Well, I’d go back tomorrow, just to get that good feeling of being watched as I fuck.”“Will both of you help Ethan and me check out the operation? We don’t even know where it was operating from,” Vera told them.“They had it set up in apartment 101 W of Akin Apartments Number Two. That’s where my place is.