"Oh, I don't know, that depends on how much you practice. Riding a horse is just like anything else. Takes practice. And then you got to see if you go... any horse-sense." Horse-sense?" she asked him tossing her long red hair."Yep. Horse sense. Some people are born with it and some people never have it as long as they live. It means having a feeling for horses, for how they think and how they react. You got to learn to think the way a horse thinks."Tanya said coyly, "I've been crazy about horses. I could tell she hadn't thought of that, actually helping each other. "Maybe," she said tentatively."Think about it," I had given it my best shot."Mom says I'm too young to date," Chelle complained."That's funny," I commiserated. Quietly, "We been doing it for two years and you're too young."She slapped her pillow. "I know!" She sat up on her bed and patted next to her. This was a good sign. It was the first time she had invited me over since our blowup. I sat down, wondering what was up. "She. But she knew that was against the rules.Almost as if he knew the thoughts racing through her mind, Alex now shifted his attention to his testicles. He started by running his fingers softly and slowly across his sack, ticking the hairs growing there. The skin tightened, changing from loose folds hanging slack, to now closely hugging his jewels. Marie unconsciously licked her lips and shifted her position on the bed. She needed to spread her legs a little wider. It wasn't exactly lady-like, but. Madison laughed when she saw Natalie’s expression. ‘Don’t worry, Nat. I haven’t said anything to anyone else.’ ‘That’s good,’ Natalie replied with a wry smile. ‘I’d have to let some of your secrets slip if you had.’ Madison’s eyes grew wide at the threat. They’d been roommates for three years now and knew far more about each other than they should. Madison wasn’t a party girl or devious by any means, but she had some juicy secrets that only Natalie was privy too. ‘And besides,’ Natalie went on.