My reveries and musings, half daydreaming of long ago were shattered by the cry of my companion, “Race ya!” And she was gone - hooves thundering, ...aising the dust from the dryish soil below the blades of grass. I laughed as I spurred my eager horse on, lying along its neck, half standing in my stirrups as we took off in pursuit. The few seconds she had gained by springing the surprise on me gave her twenty, maybe thirty yards head start, but my pony, a hand or so taller, was not going to be. “I am glad I am watching it with you too” I say to her, my throat still a little choked up with emotion. “Baby, are you alright?” she says as she turns to look in my eyes. Even her eyes are amazing, they are like looking at the reflection of evergreens off of a beautiful mountain lake. I get so lost in them. Not wanting to lose the moment I whisper “Yes” as my eyes fight back the emotion welling in them. Our eyes lock. She rolls over and I am lying above her face. She smiles and everything. Maine bohut try kiya lekin uska khada hi nh hua. Me: bechari ruchi. Lund ki pyaasi lekin lund hi nh mil raha hai usko. Hahahaha. Ruchi: chup kar madarchod aur jaldi bata lund ka intezaam hua ke nh. Me: kar raha hoon kch. Ruchi: jaldi kar meri chut ki pyaas badhti hi jaa rahi hai. Koi nh mila toh apne dhood wale se ya watchman se ya apne kaam wale se hi chudwa lungi. ????. Me: itna bhi apna standard mat gira. Ruchi: standard gaya bhaad mein.Lund aur chut ka koi standard nh hota. Me: aisi baat. " Special? Very - very special indeed, monsignor ... or should I now say 'your eminence'?" Ahh, Stephen, not yet - I am just a humble member of the Curia until the formal proclamation." The portly, bespectacled man smiled as they both looked through the two-way mirror at the naked, cowering girl desperately trying to adopt position after position as quickly as possible in the training suite. "I will soon have to remember which ring to wear - it will be most confusing!"Stephen grinned but did.