We concentrated on having fun with kids and keeping them occupied. I organized a soft ball game, and it turned out pretty good and really competitive....I noticed a couple times that Carla was always surrounded by young kids as they seemed attracted to her. She was having a blast with them, and I saw real joy on her face as she seemed totally in to the picnic. After the family part was over, the single and non kid couples had a some of their own fun. The food was the usual stuff, burgers, dogs,. Sarah slept like the dead, haunted by dreams of sapphire eyes that promised sex, hard and fast. She made full use of the king sized bed, tossing about restlessly and only woke up when she accidentally rolled over and fell to the floor, hurting her head in the process. Cursing, she sat up and took in her surroundings. The room was lovely, if not beautiful. Almost all of the furniture was made of wood and she was willing to bet that it was one of his relatives who had carved them for the inn.. They appeared out of the dark that night and that’s all there is. The only thing I got out of any of them is that they came from far away on a ship and people like me are hunting for them.They aren’t deformed at all, they are simply miniature people.The leader, Goo-vin, has relaxed as much as I guess he is able. He even sent his daughter to me the second night. It was weird, to say the least. She barely measured to my chest if we were stood up together. Yet her breasts were nicely rounded and. Can’t I be a ponyboy?? John stood at the table looking at his mom, and out the window at his slave sister Sarah. He had watched as his mother and father had taken a nude and struggling Sarah outside, and forced her into the hoof boots, bit, bridle, harness and tail, that forever marked her as nothing more than a ponygirl. She had turned 18, and had been caught looking at sites dealing with ponygirls. In Dolcett, looking at a site about something, and rubbing your sexual organ to it,.