Him and Master John and Master Abe bin friends a long time. They trade us mares around mostly whichever way they want. About the only thing they don't...do is cover a mare with her sire. Sometimes people who don't live here can be confused by all this, 'specially 'cause most of us come from the same family. If what I'm sayin' doesn't make sense right away listen a little longer as I'll probably explain it a little later.Mr. Beau had a birthday too, right before Master John told me to tend for. I had said in the past that if anything popped up that she didnt know what it was to just leave it. While it was updating i had a cuppa with her and went back to check progress, it was done so I opened her browser to see if everything was working okay. I could'nt believe what was in her browsing history..She had been searching for "penis" "spunk" "big willy" "old man sex" I couldnt believe my eyes ! I had to giggle at the terminology though, bless her.Rose came to the study to check progress. .0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000Literally this seems like a cartoon, I was a little younger and a girl in love with dreams and illusions of love and sexual fantasies.I saw myself as the most special girl in the world, the beautiful and sexy smas who could have what she wanted and who she wanted.Like many girls, I liked a man ... that first special man we all have in our minds.In a holiday season I proposed that we go to a university. "You're gorgeous. You know that, don't you?" he asked, rubbing his hands towards her backside. "Thank you," she whispered, bringing her hand up so that she could take his tie off. "I love the color of you skin," he continued as she removed his tie and dropped it to the floor. "I especially love the way it contrasts with my own." I do too," she answered in a genuine tone, looking down at his hands that had disappeared in her robe. She looked back up into his eyes then leaned forward to give him.