They were upset at her because sherefused to be forced into an arranged marriage so great-grandpa soldtheir business making her cousins have to buy it...from the new ownersinstead of getting half of it for free. Mum hated them for it, they'dchase us and make their wives throw things at us. They knew who I was,they said I should die because I was never going to be English like dador Punjabi like them!"The judges asked about school and her school's reactions to her. Annewas adamant that they were. Sometimes I lapsed into silence as I worked out how to express as yet unspoken desires, Laura was and is a good listener, almost empathic, at times she would reach out, a gentle touch, just enough to get me talking again. Much of what I told her now forms the early chapters you have already (hopefully) enjoyed.We talked about my getting a stallion, about how I was unsure if it was a good idea when I wasn’t planning to stay in the USA permanently. Was it fair to put a horse through the stress of. His big hard erection swayed slightly as he turned this way and that. His wife asked me is I liked what I was seeing but my own physical reaction made the answer obvious. I stroked my cock slowly as he turned around and let my eyes feast on his enticing rear."Stop teasing him, honey" his wife told him. Remaining turned away from me, bent over and spread his legs slightly. I could see his shaven scrotum between the tops of his thighs. His cock was so hard and erect it was out of sight. But I. . you thought I wouldn't find out? Hmm?” She hadn't changed position during this, and at my words she looked away from me. “I'm sorry Mistress, I never thought, I'm sorry.” “No you never my pet, you'll have to learn” I said as I sat down at her feet, rubbing a hand over her ass as she arched up into my touch. “Yes Mistress, I understand. I will learn to do better” “Good girl, but you will need to be punished for this” “I understand Mistress, I know I have to be punished for playing with myself.