But most men are very apologetic and upset about it themselves. Not this guy. He seemed proud about it and was smirking. He shouldn't have done that.I...asked him if he had done this on purpose and with his smirk still on his face and probably thinking that he had gotten away with it and that there was nothing we could do about it he confessed. He then turned to my husband and told him, "Well at least she has a real man's stuff inside of her now."My husband went crazy and rushed over to the bed. Ican wear long sleeve shirts until then."But my lips will be impossible to hide. I suppose I could claim that Iwas hit the mouth and there was some swelling."Pattie met his eye in the mirror. "We have had this kind of issue inthe past. Just tell people that you experienced some kind of allergicreaction to something you ate or drank. Tell them that the swellinglooks worse than it really is and that it will reduce itself in a fewweeks. It works all of the time." She smiled reassuringly. . His name is Gus and could easily be mistaken for a tramp. A Hippie type who never washes, has long greasy hair and smells to high heaven. When I read the forfeit that I was to call at this guys house on an errand for my husband and allow him to seduce me, well, I rebelled. I put my foot down."That's against the rules." said Ron. You can only refuse something that could cause physical harm." He of course was right. I had agreed to the rules and being masochistic, I really revel in being made to. The fresh country air and the physical pleasure of riding along atop a striding horse seemed to intoxicate the budding sixteen year old.Her cheeks took on a rosy color in the sun and her eyes sparkled.She kept stroking the hide of her beast, wishing she were more advanced and could have a powerful stallion to gallop on and jump over fences on."How long will it take before I can learn to jump and gallop?" she asked him."Oh, I don't know, that depends on how much you practice. Riding a horse is.