Our competition in the finals was Jorge and Jessica Rodriguez from Argentina. They were trying to throw our game off before we ever got on the court. ...Jorge was dressed all in black Ektelon court clothes just like me. Jessica was wearing one of our outfits. Lissa was in blue and the Argentinian was in green, but she must have just bought it off our rack in the lobby. I could see Lissa was thrown by it, too. They were mimicking us—or mocking us. Which was it?Lissa was shaking her head. I got in. “Be still for a second while I alter this dress for you.”Becky then cut Amy’s dress off just below her plump round ass. I lifted the dress exposing Amy’s granny panties.“No ma’am that will not do,” Becky sneered before cutting them completely off Amy’s ass.Amy gasped but remained frozen in place. I reached over and started rubbing her ass slowly and lightly testing the waters. Her skin was silky smooth and cool to my touch, so I leaned over and kissed one of her ample ass cheeks. A slight moan. I growed up around horses, and never seen the like. Carol's almost as good with horses as Betty. She is a better judge, though. Betty looks at all of 'em as pets. She'd have 'em in the house if it was big enough. She used to cry when I sold one of the horses or mules. I had to explain that that was how we made our living." Mr Goodrich went over and hugged Betty. "We feel just about the same. I geld 'em to keep the fightin' down. Some have to be gelded for one reason or another, but I don't like. I had Josh going at me really good one night when I felt the damned thing slip out of the way. One of Josh’s sperm wasted no time in finding one of my eager eggs and we were on our way to having Beth. By now Josh realized that he could no longer afford to work for ‘Save the Planet’ and had to get a ‘real’ job. Fortunately, he found a pretty well-paying position with the EPA. (He was such a brilliant attorney, he had his pick of jobs.) We bought a three bedroom house out in Oakton, a suburb of.