Before Daddy got home.”I rose, drained the lizard (which, helpfully, reduced my tumescence. Not exactly the statement I wanted to make, while lectur...ng my teen daughter about her own reproductive choices, no sir!), and headed downstairs.I detoured to the coffeepot, which My Sainted Wife had already cycled. Hot coffee prepared, I was on track to begin my day.Once the boys were safely out of the door, Kathy settled in next to me, cradling her own coffee cup. “Sandy, what happened last night? Your. "I guess we have breakfast," he smiled."No, I mean..." she started."Carrie," he interrupted."What?" You've been through so much. There's no way that you can bounce back from all of this right away." But I want to start living again. I want to have a normal life!" she cried."You can and you will. Just know that there is no quick fix for this." I know," she continued to cry.Tom pulled her down onto the bed and she ignored her first instinct to jerk away from him, when he pulled her into his arms. As I rode into the small clearing where Aunt lived, I was amazed at how small it looked from up on top of Lightning. I showed him my stables where I slept, but he was too big to even fit in. Lightning is a very big horse — a real war horse, I think, really fit for a prince.From there, we hurried through the forest following the creek and then the animal trail that Uncle talked about. Lightning covered the ground so fast! As we did, I showed him all the wonderful trees, and we even saw some. I actually looked rather pretty, so I thought. Tonight I would dress as the slut that I was becoming. I pulled on some black thigh high stockings with and shuddered as I felt them against my legs. They always excited me. Always. A matching pair of black panties and bra held me in place. A white leather mini-skirt and black and white satiny top. And my four inch black heels. God I felt so good. I was so hungry. So horny. I knew what I wanted and what I needed. I placed some bangle bracelets on.