We talked for the longest time about why I wanted towear the panties and bras. We talked about bra comfort and styles, andcontinued on with that quest...on about wearing thongs. I'm totally againstit, by the way. It just seems unsanitary for some reason. Mother agreeswith me. Not only that, but who'd in their right mind want to live with awedgy all day?I think the best part was that Mother opened up and told me about herdesires to have had a daughter to dress up. Not that she was going totreat me. She had a large rotation of men that, as Mandy put it, “submissively served her needs” – many of them married, though Mandy wouldn’t say who until much later. Xena clearly felt safe sharing details of her sex life with Mandy and must have expected I would get to hear about it. Looking back, I suspect that much of what she told Mandy must have been deliberately for my ears. And though Mandy tended in the early days to be a little coy on detail, enough got through to me to get my juices flowing.. He backed the cart up under an open shed before releasing the mare from the forks of the cart and then led her into the large stable. There were several other horses in the stalls there already. He put the mare in a stall and indicated that I should place my horse in the next stall. I unsaddled him and brushed him down before giving him some water from a pail there in the stable."We'll feed them later, Master," the stableman told me when I had finished. He was an older man about 5'-4" tall and. ’ Jenna arched her eyebrows at him and pursed her lips challenging him to say another lie. Neil closed his eyes and shook his head in exasperation, ‘Ok. Fine. I know whom you are talking about. I don’t know why you two don’t gel up? You two are perfect for each other?’ ‘Oh really? And how did you deduce that one?’ Jenna asked her best friend. Neil gave another exasperated shake and she sighed, ‘Neil, I know you want to help me but seriously I have had my share of creeps in one lifetime and.