It only took Steve-O and Brad about two seconds to undress her with their eyes. Something strange was going on with Jenny, she was getting aroused and...could feel herself getting wet.Kimmi ditched her clothes quickly and joined the group as she dove into the pool. The others marveled at the elegance of Kimmi’s form as she gracefully sliced into the water. Jenny just sat there with her mouth agape.Steve-O was up getting the smoker loaded with mesquite for the BBQ later tonight, so Kimmi got out. Finally, I would fall asleep, my limbs tangled in the sheets, my panties down around my knees, until in the small hours of the morning I would awake and pull them back up again.I don’t really remember exactly what I was thinking of every one of those nights while my busy, busy fingers slipped in and out of my vagina and danced over my clitoris. I suppose I must have had some kind of fantasy playing in my head, but all I remember being conscious of is the naked young woman in the next bed, about. We all want to be martyrs for our beliefs.When they said " ... first week of December." I didn't know they meant the first goddamn day in December!That hurt quite a lot, which was perhaps their intention, I'm not sure. I'm not usually so cynical. I lectured for a little over an hour and then fell back into a defensive posture I like to call "Stalingrad." It was cold and bloody and by the end of it we were all speaking German. Historical metaphors rarely make sense, so I don't even try. Somehow,. BUT. Before I could even begin to think about belly riding a real live stallion, I had best learn how to handle horses, not to mention riding them in the conventional way. And there lay the problem, there was no way I could approach a trainer or stable asking for tips on belly riding and there was no way that anyone who did know or practise it was going to make it public.What had caught my attention about the Camargue, apart from it’s natural beauty was the number of riding schools or stables.