Richard had a cousin coming to town the next day and theydidn't have anyone to go out with him to entertain. I told Liz I didn'tthink it was going to ...appen and Liz told me that if I didn't accepted shewould tell Richard and the rest of the school... I wanted to cry and shestop me saying that it was my fault and now I had to live with theconsequences. Liz told me that with some help she could make me morepassable and that she had some clothes at her home that I could use forthe following day.. Suspecting what it was evidence of, she had written:. . . Would I be correct in my understanding that you are quite adept in helping to treat boys who suffer with this difficulty?Selina smiled at the way in which her naïve old friend had written on the matter: the avoidance at all costs of the use of the dreaded ‘M’ word. She was known throughout the aristocracy for her stance on such behaviour, and her associating self-gratification with academic failure. Her views had convinced Olga to leave. "She's behind you." "Wha-?" Ryan snapped his head round and jumped, finding himself face-to-face with a smoking hot brunette in full, red lingerie; stockings, suspenders, the works. Where Emily was curvy, this girl was sinewy, lithe, angular, yet still every inch feminine, the swell of her modest, hand-sized breasts accentuated to bursting by the choice of bra. And she was wearing a sizeable strap-on dildo. "Jesus aitch…" He didn't get any further. The brunette reached round, ratcheted a cuff. She responded the same as the day before, the other mare completely ignoring us. I led her into the barn, locking the door, out of sight of neighbours and passing cars, with her cross-tied to one end of a stall. The small area was enough to prevent her wandering off with interest in sights and smells horse wise. She still had plenty of room to move her hind quarters away from me.Alone with a big, beautiful mare, free to make love to her as I pleased without fear of interruption, my excitement.