It was almost eight when I saw the last kid the first night. I only took a fifteen minute lunch break since it was so busy, and I wasn't about to shut...down the line on the kids that had waited to see me.On Saturday, it was a lot more manageable. We learned from our mistakes the first day, and there were fewer kids, but you would hardly know it looking at the line.It was mid-afternoon when a little curly red-haired girl came up and sat down next to me. She probably was around five years old, and. A few had already left.I rested my right hand on your left knee, and slowly, I inched it up your leg."You remember when you wore this skirt when we were driving down the coast?” I whispered into your ear. “You remember what you did in the back seat while I was driving?”“Yes,” you shook your head, smiling. “It was nice, I like to do that sometimes, just spontaneously.”“You remember how it made me feel, and how I turned into a fuck monster when I found a private place to park?” I asked.“Yes,” you. “We’re riding bareback!” she exclaimed. She could see I’d never done that before, so she put her hand on my wrist and said, “It’s nothing, relax.” I saw her sexy worker coming back with another horse. It was beautiful too, a little taller and more muscular than shadow, with dark brown hair and a silky black mane. Mia walked over to the horse, and he helped her up. She held on to the horse’s neck and threw her leg over him. Whoa! I was not expecting that… No panties under that short skirt. I. After all, at the time I was trying to get my career going and needed to be professional and keep my clients feeling completely relaxed and completely safe. Barbara was a friend of one my clients and lived near the beach in LA. She was a married woman and seemed to be in her late 40's or early 50's. She was very attractive with tan skin and dark brown hair that went just past her shoulders. She was not plump but had a very curvy figure with ample breasts. We spoke on the phone a few days before.