Ellen was taken aback by the sight of a woman not too far off her own age being in that state of undress. Eileen put her finger to her lips in a "shus...ing" motion, motioned for them to take their street shoes off, and quietly led them in.Ellen found herself quite disoriented. It seemed like just another group of young kids practicing for a swim competition, except for the nudity. Everyone was nude — the instructors, the swimmers, even the audience. She didn't know where to look, nor did she. Give him a treat.”The Controller holds out the bucket he brought earlier. Natalie can see it is full of apples. She pulls out two. Turning back to Ace, she carefully offers one to the horse.He takes it from her and munches it down in three bites.Natalie, looking at the size of the beast and seeing what his teeth can do to an apple, feels fear start to overcome the sexual cravings that fill her.She looks next to her and both Emily and Debbie are standing in front of their horses, playing with. " We have very important work to do here, Lance," replied Bruce. "We need to stop Mr. Walker here from turning our wilderness into a resort for starters. What's for lunch?" Oh, Honey," Lance beamed, "I have fixed the most exquisite soufflé."Grif turned in disgust and left, vowing to return later to discuss the whereabouts of his application for the horses with Darren. He wasn't so much appalled by the volunteer's sexual orientation, as he was by the knowledge that he was going to be stonewalled. Years ago her thumbs had been dislocated, pressed hard into her palms, and bound there; the tight bindings had led to the thumbs and the rest of her hands atrophying into small, mishapen clubs. The muscles of her arms had likewise deteriorated in their perpetual bondage, so that even the tiny maid could close her hand completely around her charge's bony upper arm.Sometimes, when memories flashed of playing childrens' games in the fields with her young friends years ago, or of brushing her own.