” Clarissa said. “Wait, what is the name of the girl that is throwing the party?” Ben asked already knowing the answer.“Angela. She is a littl... odd but she’s really nice. Her and her best friend Gitane are going to be there plus some other people. I thought it would be fun, why? You don’t want to go do you? Gosh darn it, I knew it. I'm sorry. I thought you would like it. I don't get invited to too many parties.”Clarissa looked down at the ground sadly. Ben froze. How would he get out of this?. Indeed, his own organ, modest by horse standards, was tenting his trousers. Maggie brushed it with her free hand. ‘S’OK, it’s natural. Happens to the best of us. This is some pretty heady stuff. Little later maybe we can do something about that. Right now it looks like Sarge is done. The stallion had draped himself on the mare for a bit, wrung out. Now he slipped off, the great penis now limp and dripping. Dovey nuzzled his neck with her soft muzzle. ‘You take her back to her stall and give her. “And I assume she didn’t tell you that she’s married? Based on the way you sprinted out of there after Guy’s announcement.”“No,” is all I say back.Jackie looks like she wants to ask more questions, but for now, she keeps them to herself. Jackie’s never one to keep opinions inside for too long though, so I know I’ll get them eventually.“That was pretty fucked up of her,” she says.“She’s getting a divorce.” I don’t know why I feel like I need to defend Lauren in any way. She did lie to me about a. I hope that’s OK.”“Of course. It’s still nearly two years before you graduate!” she said with a smile.I walked back to campus to meet Stephie and we headed home, where I started working on dinner.“Elyse, would Eduardo want to go to a hockey game tomorrow night?” I asked.“Oh, that’s right! You have tickets for your precious Penguins!” she grinned.“Sadly, they suck this year. They’re on a six-game losing streak and given how the Hawks are playing, I suspect I’ll be disappointed tomorrow.