We sat down and had a lovely dinner, and some great conversational talk, of course the conversation turned to Sex and before long I was discussing my ...ex life with Garry, I explained that I was happy but my husband was only into straight Sex and nothing else, Garry said to me that sounds boring, He then went onto explain that he has seen many different things in his life over the last many years and that nothing really has faded him, he has some female friends that are stuck in the same. Hides me from the people I don’t like. Which is almost everyone. I ride my bike to school. Hair flapping in the wind. The bike seat feels good in between my ass cheeks. Giving me another erection. I make it to school just in time. But before I can close my locker, josh the school bully slams me into it. “Hey faggot. Nice long hair. All you need is some tits and you’d make a decent girl” josh says laughing. “Leave me alone josh. I have to get to class” I try to shove my way past him but he. But for some reason it made you so excited! It took you a few seconds to realize what you were smelling. You were smelling secretions from your sister's pussy! You never smelled a woman's pussy before and you loved it, just like you do now!" She pushed the crotch of her soiled panties into his face and held it there. "That's right Steve, ever since then you have loved the smell of soiled panties. You love the smell coming from the panties that are in front of you. Don't you?"Poor Steve.. Most of them still showed a lot of spunk every time we put a saddle on their back and a rider mounted them, but that was short lived after a few lazy bucks and farts.Mr. Charlie had brought enough horseshoes of different sizes to shoe a hundred horses, and a whole keg of assorted horseshoe nails, just to make sure we had enough for the long trip. While the wranglers groomed the wild horses, then broke them to ride and neck-rein, I spent my days shoeing each of them. Panchito and Nicholas were.