I wanted to know what mum was wearing and what she smelled like. I could already smell different perfumes. She must have just had a party or some of h...r friends visit."I just had the Bronwen and Joyce over." She called. "They asked about you."I was slowly walking to the kitchen door. She was in a white blouse and a flowing skirt that ended just above her knees."I think we're going to show up at one of your matches to watch you play," she kept going, not knowing if I was listening or not.I was. I was so struck by this revelation that I didn’t hear Cindy’s reply. I was only aware that Wishes had taken my arm possessively and was leading me into the club.The first impression of the club for me was that it was huge, the room was most of the floor area of the large warehouse with a long bar running to the right of the entrance and small U shaped seating areas running to the left and down the short walls of the club. The far wall held a reasonably large stage filling maybe a third of the. I know. I'm not naive."I do DEMAND one thing in return for not being a pain about this," I said rather more sternly than I meant.Rebecca backed away, just a bit, and then asked nervously, "Ok. What?" I DEMAND that you be happy, for a long, long time. I love you too much to think of you being anything but happy. You deserve every bit of happiness in the world, and I hope you find it." I hated being noble. It sucks like a Hoover.She kissed me on the side of my mouth, with a tear in her eye, and. The a****l's agitation and her own wildabandonment had almost toppled her from the pony's back. "Ohhh!" Hereyes rolled, dilated. Her cunt mashed over and over again into theleather horn.Her head snapped back. Everything turned fuzzy, gray. "Ohhh ... noooo!"Dizzy, her cunt still pulsing in orgasm, she began to slip off thepony's back.Wild-eyed, she grabbed the horn. She slipped from the pony's back likehot melted butter.On a soft blanket of grass, she writhed in agonizing bliss. Sheskittered.