I wanted this to be an all consuming orgasm that I can fall asleep to and wake up wanting to do it again. I used the soap to lather my belly and work...d my slippery hands down across my mound to between my legs. I stood under the warm shower as I worked my hands on the outer sides of my pussy lips. Spreading my legs a little farther apart, I ran my hands over my pussy, to my ass and back again. After a couple of times back and forth, I pushed harder and spread my lips as my fingers made a pass. Her eyes held me then – something lingering about her irises that hinted at a lifetime beyond what most girl's in college had felt. Kindred spirits. “Good morning.” She yawns and stretches, her slender arms reaching out and then her fists flashing out her fingers. “Morning,” I reply. “Sleep okay?” Allie bends down to touch her polished toes. She rises up slowly, her finger tips trailing along her tan legs and stoping at the hem of her yellow boy shorts. “Did you hear that last night?” She. " Thank you," I replied not really sure if I had anything to be thankfulfor. I'm sure the girls would tease me forever about how I was going tolook today.I sat on the chair as directed by Elizabeth. "I'm now going to paintyour face and fit your wig. Then before you finish dressing I'll allowyou to look at yourself in the full length mirror on the inside door ofthat cupboard over there. It's what I use to check my appearance beforeI meet customers. You'll need to come to terms with just how. .. Ugly.So moving on swiftly, I moved down the coast to the Camargue and thanks to a combination of research and suggestions by those in Marseille who ignored or forgave my linguistic butchery, I settled in a wonderful stables that was both close to the beach and home to several experienced ‘freestyle’ instructors. Freestyle is the common way to describe riding a horse without a bridle and often without a saddle.After a couple of wonderful days staying as a guest and riding out with a group.