He couldn't help but be reminded of those Charlie Brown cartoons when talking to the invisible teacher. He also had to remember to use the ladies room...At lunchtime he couldn't believe he was getting into conversations about make-up and nail polish with girls that weren't there. What seemed even weird was that he was starting to enjoy it. He even noticed he had been sitting with his legs cross as if he had been doing so all his life."This is really getting strange." Paul thought to himself after. I loved the attention and he knew it. One day as we were pulling out of his driveway, his girlfriend waving from the front door, he reached over from the passenger seat and started to stroke my thigh. I got a little nervous because didn’t want his girlfriend to see, but it was so hot. I mean he’s always been touchy feely, especially at work, he’d been known to call me his work wife, “accidentally” touched my breasts any chance he gets, and sometimes when everyone else has gone home or is busy,. She loved and dreaded it for the same reasons she had hurried her breakfast. Her hair was still damp as she crawled back into bed setting the alarm again to ensure the children wouldn’t find her there upon returning from school. She thought about the laundry needing rotated but she forced herself to let it go until later as she rolled onto her side curling the pillow under her face. Closing her eyes did little to shut off her mind and she knew it was going to be difficult to relax. She spread. “But ponies don’t take baths.”“What’s all of this nonsense about ponies?”“You are our pony,” responded Linny. “Our beautiful pony.”“I don’t even know what that means,” replied Faith. “You aren’t making any sense.”Linny explained what she meant and Faith grew more irate with each new revelation. She was not going to be treated as human. She was going to live in a stall. She was going to be exercised and raced and shown. “It will be lovely. I think it must be most exciting to be a.