" She was muttering."What do you mean?" I asked her puzzled, "A lever for what?"She turned to me with an exasperated expression on her face, "The leve... for this doorway, how else are we going to get down there." I looked at her as if she was slightly mad, doorway? Down where? She could see I didn't understand, so she patiently explained."Last night Darcy brought me into this room, we walked through this wall," I opened my mouth to speak, but she carried on, "There was a metal stairway leading. " she said after a moment, clearing her throat, "I think you're a very attractive young woman, if I may say so." I smiled. "And you haven't even seen my pussy," I joked. She blushed. I sat up and turned towards her, lifting my legs up under my chin as I sat on the bench, knowing she could see between them that way. "I thought you weren't looking for... 'company'," I said, watching her try hard not to stare too obvious between my legs."Oh," she said softer, "I do get lonely, and I'm just a woman. "I was at a loss for words. How could I respond to these peculiarquestions? I thought it best just to tell her the truth. "First of all,I hand washed them because I didn't want Mother to find them in thelaundry." Did you hang them in your bathroom to dry?" she asked. Thisconversation was not going the way I expected it to go. Why was sheasking me about those panties?"Of course, I didn't hang them in the bathroom." I responded. Iexplained that it would have been worse for Mother to find that I'd. "They take some training but I like to think I produce the best pony girls in the western hemisphere. I thought we'd look in on the new girl and then take a carriage out for a trot." Why not?" I said, somewhat bemused by his suggestion. He led the way to the last stall and opened the door. Sprawled on a bed of straw, naked and asleep, was the girl that had been on the flight with me. She too was wearing a head harness, with reins locked to it and in turn to a ring at the back of her stall..