It read Peta instead of Peter, and was writtenin childish crayon script. I felt very ominous about thewhole situation but just couldn't work out its m...eaning."What's going on Mary?" I moaned "We are far to young tohave sex, and at our ages girls hate boys, so we shouldn'teven be friends!" Who said anything about sex?" she quipped back "I onlysaid I would be your girlfriend here, and I am at present.If I say I am your girlfriend then I am. Of course, if youkeep moaning and rubbing me the wrong. "But what..." Erin began, but Jason shushed her.Then the stallion cantered around behind the mare again. She seemed to brace herself, when suddenly the stallion moved up behind her and rose above her haunches. Erin gasped as she saw a two-foot-long shaft sticking out straight and hard from the stallion's underside. She'd seen enough animals to know that boy horses and dogs and such all had penises, but she'd never seen one so big before. As she watched, the stallion lunged forward and the penis. We chatted about the conference but I did not mention the invite from David. Was I really going to throw myself in his arms? I was horny but that was a bit much. I bid goodnight to the other folks around and pretended to head for my room. I went to another elevator and took it to the 12th floor. I looked around when I exited and realized this was an all suites floor, the top floor of the hotel. How exciting! I felt like I was in a spy movie. Maybe David was not interested in me or maybe he. " When she tired of that, she sat astride my belly, idly stroking my nipples. "You made it," she said. "It's been a year." "Yes." "Do you want to continue to be my slave after this?" "Yes, Mistress, I do!" I was excited beyond belief, and as much in love with her as the day she'd first proposed locking me up. She smiled, that delicious slow grin, and said, "Good. Because I want to keep you! I don't want it to be a game. We've been playing pretty seriously, but we've both known there was a time.