Pay for some hay, and you get to ride. Good deal I always thought. Being a regular visitor and having my daughter work part-time in the office always ...elped.Anticipating today’s ride my thong was already ‘wet’, my thoughts being pushed by my pussy’s desires!Making my way into the barn, I spotted Stanley, the ranch hand, only seventeen or eighteen, not that good looking, but rumoured that he was hung like a horse. Giggling, I approached him,“Stanley, would you be a dear and get my saddle out of. Surely Harry was mistaken. Or was he? Could John be the man Harry described?Susan got a partial answer to that question the following night. John had taken her to the same supper club that he had the first time she'd had dinner with him, and as the last time, she was the only white person present. Most of the people she'd met the last time were there this time and the men were just as polite to her as they had been the time before. The major difference was in the treatment she received from the. It was in her thighs and was quite deep which meant she had trouble walking. Sarah saw me in my own quarters and kicked me out, telling me that I had forfeited them and not to disturb Amanda again.The Captain eagerly watched Tara and I fighting with the rubber-tipped swords on the main deck and after I lost a few duels on the trot, threatened to come down and fight me herself.The effect of the Captain watching the crew was measurable, with a lot more activity being done and everyone appearing. At least, I won’t be like him in bed.”We both laughed heartily at it and I said goodbye to her and went into my house. We both talked it on a flirty sense and we both knew there was nothing serious in those words. That what I hoped, but it was not for Tanvi.Two days after I saw Tanvi jogging an she smiled at me.“Still thinking about Laya?”We laughed it off and passed some casual talks and before continuing jogging on opposite directions, she asked me again,“You still thinking about Laya”I got.