The ride through the sand dunes was magnificent, they were just about halfway now and Elise led them to a secluded spot to have a little break. They b...und the horses to a small picket and sat together a few yards away. Tim noticed the stallion sniffing out the rear end of the mares, and he saw the tip of the huge horsecock emerge yet again. Elise walked up to the horse and after smiling naughtily over her shoulder to the three men, she shamelessly began to massage the horse’s cock. The shaft. "Mr. Fleming? Let me introduce myself. I'm Beth Morse. I couldn't help but overhear what the doctor just said about your injuries. You saved our lives today, and I wanted to tell you how grateful we are for what you did. The Trooper just shared with me how remarkable it was that you could stand up, much less cross the highway and pull Brian out before the fire killed us both."I heard how badly you were injured, and the doctor agreed it was physically impossible for you to help us the way you. Heaven forbid if they ever started remaking Alfred Hitchcock moves,” Dad said in an outburst that I hadn’t heard in quite a long time. “Merrily, keep an eye on when something is coming up of our generation, please? A drive-in at nine am in the morning. That is a bold idea.”He finished his coffee, got up and PJ got up as well, and they left for work, after they each gave mom a kiss. PJ’s was on her forehead, but she blushed nonetheless.“Anybody else going off for the day?” she asked the rest of. Have I ever led you astray before?”“We’ll discuss that last question later.” I said to Jim. I turned to Bob, took his hand as he led me to the dance floor. “Can you behave yourself? Or should I ask can you be trusted with that damn thing?” motioning to the controller in his hand.“Of course. I am like a boy scout.” He replied flippantly.As we walked from the table to the dance floor, my mind wandered to my puppy, Buffy. Buffy is a honey colored cocker spaniel that Jim gave me as a Christmas.