But they could.”With a grin he added, “What do you think his chances would be?”“John, I think he can do it. In fact, I know he can,” Marion ...replied. Then she told Fox how Satan shook his head every time a horse made a mistake. Concluding she said, “I think Satan really wants to do it. As for his chances, I have no idea. But you’ve said that he is the most capable horse you’ve ever seen. It seems that the only limiting factor for him is what he wants to do.”Then she gently stroked the horse’s. ”“I can see,” smiled Freddie.“I mean, I wouldn’t mind a look, to be honest, but, you know, he might tell. His mates. Or his best mate, which would be the same, in the end.”“Yes I can imagine. It’s when you get a bit older you learn about discretion.”There was a pause while they both had a drink.“So how have you been getting on in the cabin?” asked Freddie, “I meant to come up and have a look before we stopped.”“I’ve been washing everything down, with that solution, getting into the corners and. .. Look at her. She hasn't taken to all this hugging and air-kissing and stuff either. Heck, I think I'm more comfortable with it than she is. Of course, they don't do the air-kissing thing on me. Jon had never understood that gesture in the first place.It was a warm but frantic five minutes, of course, as everyone got back in touch with everyone and caught up on recent events. Everyone wanted to know how he was doing, what had happened since the last meeting, as if it had been months and not. It took us weeks to get bras in my size! I had to wear bras for much larger women, which we modified for my smaller rib cage. (That means we diaper-pinned out several inches in on the band.) They were better than nothing, but I really love my new custom made bras! They even made them so that when my nipples are hard (which is most of the time) it isn't so obvious through my clothes."What do you want me to do, Meka? I think Frances was finished briefing me on the agenda," I asked her, with my.