A large horse blanket was hanging on the door, and I unfolded it and adjusted it to completely block off vision into the stall. I paused and listened ...again for sounds in the barn, and all was quiet.The mare approached me as I was settling my mind that all was fine, and sniffed me. She seemed to recognize me from the afternoon, as she brushed her nose against me and sniffed me again. Then she turned her rear toward me and lifted her tail. This time I was ready, and when her urine streamed out. But neither would ever forget that kiss, they would both recall it over the years and grow misty eyed. Jeff had noticed Moira the instant he set foot in the bar. The odd thing was he somehow knew she was there…had gone there looking for her, not Arnie—not a girl named Moira Feeney—but the girl…the girl he had seen in his dreams. The girl whose picture he had drawn on construction paper with colored markers in the seventh grade. As he examined the picture which he had carried with him almost. ..she was at most 18 then. Hell, even if she was 13 I wouldn't have been able to stop myself at this point! She was going to get a cunt full of manchowder and I didn't care what the consequences were.I pulled mostly out of her, then jammed back in. "AH!" she exclaimed loudly as I angled my prick to rub along her clit, then I did it again, eliciting more pleasurable sounds. Finally I pushed myself all the way into her, this time producing a loud "OH!"I had pushed her face into the pillow with. The smile on Melody's face could be heardin her voice. "Max, Rhoda, I am so happy to see you!"Max was still getting used to see his friend in a blouse, and quicklyreplied, "Same here, Mel."Rhoda, on the other hand, was at ease seeing Melody in her outfit.She liked that her friend was not as hyper as she used to be. "Mel, itis great seeing and who is that with you?" Please, call me Melody, or Mellie Mel, when I am dress like this."Also sorry, that is my my girlfriend Maryanne Fox. She is great.