Annie clapped her hands and peered out the window. "Look, Jack, an authentic French keep!" She pointed.Jack joined her. She was right. Less than a hal...-mile away, up the hillside, was a large stone wall around a wooden manor house. The air was crisp and cool tending toward cold, but nothing they hadn't survived before. Jack sat down again and read, "The Marquis de Sade was an inmate at the Asylum until his death in 1814." Jack looked up. De Sade? Everyone knew who de Sade was!"Annie!" he said.. I also tried to crack some jokes to make her happy. At night our chatting continued like before. And one night I messaged her that I like her.She was confused at that time. She was considering me like a friend, nothing more than that. She was sleeping in the bedroom and I was in the hall. I expressed my feelings again and told her that I wanted to hug her. She was okay to hug me because we were friends. So she came to the hall at 11 pm to hug me.I was very much afraid because that was the first. "Ollie, it's me, Jackie!" said the young girl in a high voice. "Since I couldn't get onto the grounds as me, I decided to come as somebody else! What do you think?"Ollie could only nod his head and nicker in reply, but this seemed to satisfy Jackie.Jackie was about to say something more, when a groom asked her to leave. The groom then took hold of Ollie's halter and took him to the saddling compound. Jackie watched them go, and then went to the stands.In the saddling compound, Ollie stood still. Before she could get another word in, I blurted out, “So, do you still fuck?”“Of course, when I can, but I haven’t for awhile.”I knew she hadn’t had a boyfriend for over a year and never has any guests. Knowing that, and the fact that she isn’t very well liked in the neighborhood, I figured, why not?So I followed up by saying, “How about having your pussy eaten, do you like that?”“Well of course, are you volunteering?”“I might be on occasion.” I said staring at her crotch. She was wearing a.