As he looked at the menu he realized that he had a bit of a problem. Prices were much higher than he had expected and he was going to have to watch hi... money very carefully until he started getting paid. As it turned out the cheapest meal on the menu was something that he really enjoyed, home-made chicken soup. That's what he ordered, the chicken soup and a glass of water.Once it arrived and he tasted it he was more than satisfied. It was, truly, better than his mother's soup and she was. After the morning grooming the endurance practice was put off, and I took herto the doc again for check up, after passing with flying colures I took herto the "blacksmith" again. There her shoes were changed for new ones whichalthough the same size where heavier, I did so that she was used to the greaterweight, and before the races I would always switch the shoes for lighter ones.Then it was time to brand my newest pony, my personal brand is a prancing ponygirl in a circle, head held high,. "But, Susan, what could your brother do? We should contact the office and send them a report." Another report! And then what? Nothing again! I want to talk to Tommy. He will help." We can't have vigilantes roaming the halls..." Tommy's no vigilante—you know him, he's been your student for three years—but he will help Jennifer. I've got to talk to him so we can stop them before all those pictures get posted!" Okay, Susan. I'll go along. Here, take this pass requesting Tommy be excused from. His jeans fitted snugly around his wide womanly hips. He felt so out of place, this was no longer his apartment.It more properly belonged to Julie now.He shook off the feeling and dug out some clothes for her, while she looked around the apartment. "Are you sure you live here? We haven't gone to the local landfill site by mistake." What do you expect, the Ritz? A single man lives here, you should expect a little clutter." He said, slightly annoyed."A little clutter? Looks like a bomb has hit.