Was this too much? I asked myself. When Igot nervous I chewed on my nails. I was doing that now."It's just a little to even out your skin. I love you ...ust the way youare. But I would like to show you off when we start college next week."She lowered her head. "It's OK if you say no." How about a little to see how it would look?" I conceded."Great!" She perked up. She took my hand and almost pulled it to hervanity. Jasmin decorated our house over the course of the past few days.The bedroom was. I started to laugh. “Now Stacey, do you actually expect to sell me that bill of goods? Get real,” I said.“David, I am being real. But, yes, okay, there have been some moments when we, the each of us, would have loved to have put a baseball bat up side your head. But, again, those moments were few, and born of our own guilt and shame for what we did to you. We’re at a place now, after all you did, David, where we need you to forgive us. I especially beg your forgiveness, Mister. And, I am not. ’ After we finished up in the kitchen, Jake drove us up to his Grandma’s apartment building. There was a desk in the entrance hall and a cheery nurse was sitting behind the desk. When Jake asked the nurse if his grandmother were in, the nurse told him that she was and told us we could go on down to her apartment, which was at the end of a short corridor. Jake gently knocked on the door, and a short, slim woman who seemed to be in her late eighties opened it. She just reached forward, hugged. The plugs were positioned so when I mounted the saddle they would go into my cunt and ass. There were only a few things left to do. The first was to saddle up one of the horses. There were several horses on the ranch to choose from. I decided to go with Colt; he was a beautiful black stallion. I didn’t usually ride him because he had a tendency to do what he wanted and not listen to you. I went out to his pen where he was kept with reins in hand. Leading him back to the barn I saddled him up.