Therefore, it becomes hard for you to love or give of yourself when you feel unfairly judged.” Michelle’s assessment was spot on and put in words... precisely what my actions and my reactions had been and were. “I suppose we have been drifting apart of quite a while.” I said after a few more moments of silence. “I blew my stack a few weeks ago. I mean really blew my stack. I am not proud of it but at the time it made sense.” “Did you hit her?” Michelle sounded a bit shocked. “No! No, Nothing. “My name’s Sharon. What’s yours kind sir?”“I’m Barney, but most of my friends call me Barn.” I answered as we headed towards the store.As we walked into the store I kept thinking about how badly I needed to get back to work. Those notions however were getting pushed into the background as I could not get the vision of Sharon out of my mind. There was something about her that excited me tremendously. I don’t know if it was her lovely smile, her captivating eyes, or her gorgeous, soft body. . She leaned against Beauty's stall. "God, it makes me cream thinking about it." Then think about having Beauty take your cherry. It beats hell out of getting licked." Tammy looked at Priscilla. "Beauty wants to thank you."The golden pony nuzzled against Priscilla. His cold nose touched her hot sizzling tit. He was sated, his big brown eyes dulled, heavy with sleep. The child had sucked him blind."Oooo, Beauty," Priscilla giggled. His cold nose sent shivers down her hot fiery body. It was a. Small of stature, he stands at only about 5'7” and not a hint of muscle definition on him. He did have one thing to his advantage, though. He just didn't know it.He was wide-hipped and carried a fat bottom, that every girl secretly envied him for. To him it was natural and never once thought of it as a sexual organ to entice a lover. After all, it was women who had the fat bottoms that people liked, not guys. He was not aware that men around him stole glances at his gender-defying derrière,.