He was more excited than her about the hunt. Then, as slow as she was going, the horse spooked at a rabbit and took off at full speed toward the next ...ence. At that moment she knew she was going to die. It was a certainty. The horse refused any direction other than straight at the next fence. She had just wanted off of it and she wanted to live. She knew she wasn't going to get either. She thought sliding off the horse was her only chance, even if it meant getting kicked. She panicked. I felt settled; I was contented. I was no longer on the lookout for a woman.It got round the office that I was now engaged. After all, I had told Zena; it wasn’t a secret.Now, suddenly, women were interested in me! In various ways I was propositioned! Admittedly it was mainly flirting, and in fun, but one of the secretaries was quite aggressive and her language was earthy. I definitely felt hunted and it was a sensation I had never before experienced. It quite went to my head, though I took it. .. I wondered how she was and the thought they'd put some sort of needle in her face to drain the fluid, filled me with horror. The debate inside me continued. Should I just get up and walk away or stay with him? I'd tried walking away so that left him as the only real option but now he wasn't my master. He was in trouble too and could be in deeper shit if I claimed blackmail and rape. Perhaps I could blackmail him for money to leave? I still hadn't made up my mind when Heather came out of the. My boyfriend's parents were out of town and it was our joint 18th birthday. It was stupid, but we reveled in the fact we were exactly the same age.Matt and I had been dating through all of high school, and about a year and a half ago we almost had sex for the first time. We decided against it, but that we would on our 18th birthday. We were both virgins, and we were desperately and anxiously awaiting this day. Countless times we were making out and into some seriously heavy petting, but we.