"Some, the plan is to camp a couple of nights, then stay in a motel one night." So how in the world do you manage without anybody to bring your equipm...ent?" the older man asked."I have a trailer with a milk crate full of stuff," I replied."How in the world do you get enough supplies in a milk crate," Marge continued. She had obviously decided to put me in my place. She shouldn't have bothered. I already knew that I was an ill prepared rookie at this sort of thing."By a pros standards, I don't. I swung my shotgun a little to the right and fired at another horse. This time I did not score an immediate kill, but the horse went down too quickly for the rider to escape. The horse rolled over on him and must have broken his back. Within seconds, the horse died too.That left one man who was frantically trying to escape. I fired at him and missed, which did not surprise me all that much. The problem was that he was madly riding toward the herd. I could only assume that he would soon be back. " More than a crush on Victoria's part," said Frances."And Serena's," replied Elspeth. "I was a bit worried that it might get out of hand not so long ago and took a risk by almost daring Selena. Mark responded to her advances. What young man could help it? But he brought her down to earth again. Nevertheless, as you say they are very, very close." You don't think it might upset his relationship with Victoria?" Not a chance. Serena's given them both permission."Frances nodded. "I guessed," she. I was now in my mid teens. Below legal age for homosexual behaviour but very sexualised and well aware of my love of the idea of sex with other guys. I had no internal doubt or conflict, just no real idea of how I was going to make it all become real and still keep it all a secret. A guy had moved into the village a couple of years previously. It was well known that he was gay (queer was the word used at the time, or words with a similar taint of wrongdoing and social unacceptability), and he.