It was slightly off the beat and path and situated along side a river that resembled more of a creek. The bank was sandy and covered mostly with shrub.... It was apparent that this spot would not not draw too many campers. The day was warm and we decided after setting up the two man tent to get into our bathing suits to take a dip and cool off. We took turns changing in the tent despite our being secluded. I wouldn't change in front of my mother let alone my Aunt. I was still a bit embarrassed. “Well, he did say he could hear us through the walls, even though they're very thick. I don't think I'm ever going to be able to live this down, really I don't.”“Hmm, he didn't tell you, then, that he got a raging hard-on when he realised what was going on?”I gasped. “He certainly didn't.”“I'm not entirely surprised. He's always been highly sexed, and the thought of two young girls having lesbian sex in his house must have sent his mind into overdrive. You know how so many men get turned on. Then the next week I started ponygirl training in earnest.Now I had a tail to swish and hooves to learn how to walk on.No, they weren't genetic hooves. They were just the wooden ones I'ddescribed earlier. But they are hard to get used to. Especially trying toget up off the floor. I need to gather them under my butt and then shiftmy weight suddenly and jump at the same time. Then finely land on thefloor, horseshoe first.Oh and the food still sucks. I thought that maybe my tastes would changebut. Then there’s the pimp who could be recruiting girls for the outfit, either on their payroll or as a broker, so to speak. And then whoever is scoping the house could be Outfit, too. But it could also just be a bunch of coincidences. But then there are those cops who broke into the offices, who work for the Outfit. And Peter Scuderi.”“You don’t suspect Anthony and Connie, do you?”“No. He’s has his restaurant, gambling, loan sharking, and escort action going in Newport and Covington, and he’s.