.. wanted to enjoy that. Okay." I tossed her up to the saddle and she almost went over the other side. I adjusted the stirrups for both horses and the... led Jingo to the mounting box and got on.After we rode a little just to get used to being in the saddle, I started giving instructions, starting with, "Fasten your helmets." Then I called out different paces and turns. I pulled Jingo out of the line and watched them and told Courtney to take her hand off her leg. "Just relaxed and hanging at. ., I mean...!" Shirley stammered. Her sister smiled. "What you need is a girlfriend of your own." She laughed. "Yeah, right! I'll just call up a few of my friends and see if one of them is open to a little lesbian loving." "Maybe I could help," Geraldine tentatively suggested. "You? How?" Instead of answering, her older sister tilted her chin upwards and kissed her softly on the lips. Shirley drew back almost instantly. "What are you doing?" she cried, with a horrified expression. "Remember. There was wood everywhere. Different shades of tans and browns made up his furniture with little pops of red here and there. There were book shelves lining three of the four walls. And on the forth, the one with the door, was a leather couch. His desk was beautiful. It stood out from everything else because it had an antique look to it when everything else was otherwise modern. The base of the desk looked like a tree trunk without the roots, and had a big piece of glass adorning the top. The. Thank god, I finally lost the battle. I think that Bob knew the effect he had on us girls because he would always caress our bare arms, backs, or necks as he stood by our desks checking our work. Lately he had singled me out for special attention. He would set on the edge of his desk, a few feet from where I sat, as he lectured. As he talked, his eyes would keep returning to my face and them slowly drift down to caress my erect nipples through the stretched thin fabric that held the captive..