“Brad,” she said, her face somber and direct. “I don’t know quite how to say this ... I...” she trailed off, I suppose looking for the right...words. I sat silently, not offering any help or brooking any bullshit.“Last year,” she started, “the company switched insurance carriers in an effort to control costs. This new company believes more in preventative medicine than waiting for something to happen and then worrying about it. Towards that end, physicals are two dollars, drugs are like six. They also started with class D access once they entered their initial training. After they finished their initial training they could request advanced training to move up to a class C, and once they had enough experience they could request class B access.Class D gave them the right to play the more experienced pony girls. They were mostly over twenty-five, had been with us for years, and showed no need to have an experienced handler with them for discipline. They were frequently allowed out for. "I can't," he said. "I love you too much." Spare the rod and spoil the child," chanted Serena and kissed him back. "I love you too, you big lump." What's all this riotous behaviour?" asked David coming into the kitchen."Mark's going down on Thursday to collect Victoria but he won't be bringing her back until Friday morning after he's had a good night's sleep," answered Serena her eyes dancing with mischief."Hmm!" said David causing the women to convulse with laughter and Mark to blush. He added. We both are to get massages, our hair done, nails, and toes. We feel so relaxed once it’s done but very hungry. We go to a sushi restaurant, and dine on the best sushi we've ever had. From there we do go see the Hollywood sign, and take lots of pictures of it, like tourists do. When we go to the Walk of Fame, we find all the famous people we know and like, and take pictures with their names. We act as if it’s really the person. We do notice others doing the same, and others shaking their heads.