“Oh, it’s a long story.”“Okay, what’s the short version?”“It’s a love thing, trophy ring, from trophy love.”“Old boyfriend, no you...told me you were engaged at 16, so hubby? “It’s past, I’d better not say more.”“Say more? You just said it all! Tell me, cat’s out now. Let’s hear you meow.”I gave a sneaky admission smile. With the third glass of wine, I let my secret puppet shadow slip out to dance. Disclosure made us close. She introduced me to another hot-wife with kids. Their disclosures soon. I smiled and opened the door a crack. "You nearly done?" I asked with a smirk, "I need to phone the office."She looked at me, smiled a little nervously, her face reddening slightly. "To be honest," she said, "You interrupted at a crucial moment, and I might have to start all over." Maybe I can help?" I asked, and took her backward movement as an invitation to step inside.It was a bit of a squeeze, out bodies jammed together, breathe in each other's faces. I slid my hand down her side and back. Her long wet hair was just dancing around the entire scene. Clap! Clap! Clap! Leaves and small amounts of dirt were being kicked up by the both of us going at it. We were fucking so hard we’d make bunny rabbits stop and stare. I could smell the sweetness of whatever soap she had showered with before mixed in with my own soap and now a small amount of sweat. Some oil from the suntan lotion I rubbed all over her survived the lake and was now beading off of her skin leaving her shoulders and back. The girl laughed and darted away to the center of the stage.She snapped her finger. The Lesbians of the first act walked on leading the Shetland pony. The audience became very still once more. The main act was about to begin.The Lesbians withdrew and the naked, beautiful girl with long, black hair was alone on the stage with the animal. The pony was a male, its unaroused penis hung between his rear legs like a great dark sausage. Although the pony was not a large beast the doctor knew that,.