“I I know. I forgot,” she said and turned toward the entrance.“Oh, what the heck,” the balding man said. “There hasn’t been much business ...n here anyway. Go ahead and see what you want.”Helen smiled broadly, and returned to the cooler. She opened the lid and leaned in, reaching for a frozen ice cream cone, the kind with chocolate icing and nuts on top. Then she turned around to find the store owner still looking at her.“Know what else I forgot?” she said sheepishly, “I didn’t bring any money. I wasn't much of a church-going person - never had been, never would be - but I'd been inside it a few times before recycling on calls. People had a strange tendency to pass out during church services, don't ask me why, but any paramedic can attest to this. We used to joke that maybe the person was having a moment of religious doubt and a vengeful God had showed them the error of their ways in dramatic fashion.It looked much more festive on that day than it ever had when I'd come to revive. ..OMG! What was doing this?..... Apparently it was some sort of small animal?, a rodent? Oh gawd! What could it be, a rat?, she was now terrified at the thought, and was trying to lay there there and not move a muscle and be as still as possible! In hopes that what ever it was might go away, but whatever it was had no intention of going away!, At about the same time she could see out in front of her the green glowing eyes of another? The indirect light from the air shafts left just enough to. Hewaited until she turned to him once more, grinned at her, his eyes questioning,asking….. More? Lady Huysmans grinned back at him lasciviously. "Okay then, at a canter," he said, and gave the horse another push. It rocked,back and forth, back and forth, the phallus slipping in and out of her seven,eight, nine times. She gasped and tightened her thighs, but with each rockthe movements of the horse got slower, shallower, until finally it came toa halt again. "Does that frustrate you?" he.