‘All of my horses are turned out in groups of four to five. I have boarders that refuse to have their horses turned out. I have twenty brood mares o...f all different bloodlines, five breeding stallions and twenty to thirty colts and fillies waiting to be trained and/or sold. I then have my ten personal horses in direct training with me, and another twenty-five boarder horses. ‘Then my students combined have filled up their stable with their thirty horses. I only have ten students at a time. I am. " before going to the refrigerator andretrieving a juice box. I handed her the Juice box and Cindy made a face. "I don't like Mango.Please get me a raspberry Aunt Sissy." I started to stomp out of the room in disgust, when Kevin grabbed me bythe arm. "Play nice Aunt Sissy, little girls don't stomp." he said as helet go of his painful hold on my arm. I walked carefully to the refrigerator and switched the juice boxes.When I returned I handed the Raspberry one to Miss Cynthia. "Thank you Aunt. But she looked away quickly, and wouldn't look at me again, so I went back to my position at the edge of the dance floor, watching and soaking up the atmosphere.As I could feel the evening coming to the end, the girl I had been buying drinks for danced with me one last time, even closer as if to challenge her friend. When she kissed my neck I almost expected him to growl at me.So I left. I walked outside, and was surprised by the daylight. It was 3.30 in the morning, and well past the May. I spent last night with a couple of sad guys who had been booted out of long-term relationships by their spouses so the women could go to sponsors. It's my job -- and I'm starting to see it as a calling.At first, it was something else, altogether. You see, I've been addicted to painkillers for a couple of years. It cost me my boyfriend, then my job, then my self-respect, then ... Well, the list goes on and on. I've done a lot of crap I really don't want to think about or have to admit to, you.