I looked to Keith telling him that's an awful big horse for her. Keith told me to look again. That horse had snuggled her head against Megan as she hu...gged her.Keith whispered in my ear that Ginger was gentle as a lamb he had made sure of that. Keith promised me she would be ok.Megan ran back to Keith and threw her arms around him thanking him for that wonderful gift with tears in her eyes. Keith told her she was to have jumping lessons every week here as he had someone coming here to teach her.. It's nice to be able to get some in without a lot of people in the way." Where did you learn to shoot like that?" he asked."Oh, up in Northern Ontario on our rink my Dad and I built every year" I replied."And the deking?" he asked."Same place, either we would shoot at holes in a target or go one on one with each other and then have to put it in with the target there" I said."Well it seems to have paid off. Are you here to try out for the team?" he inquired."Team, what team? I thought it was. She decided to let this new feeling flow through her; as her daddy rubbed her tiny, bald 9 year-old pussy the gates opened and Kathryn had her first orgasm by her daddy’s hand. It was so intense, better than anything she had ever felt. Her thighs had clamped around her daddy’s hand, locking him in place as she allowed the sensations to flow through her body. She gave up all pretense; she turned her body around towards his and kissed her daddy passionately on the lips. Instinct took over her.. He actually managed to get his application to open a document."I enjoyed your talk about the differences between social and collaborative networking," she said."Emm," he said."Shit," she sighed, "Look, how about we pretend we already know each other and're having an affair? We'll waste less time."He looked at her steadily for a moment. He sipped his beer. "OK," he said, "So how did we meet?" Shit. How do I know? There's no need to know. Just pretend you remember." I want to know." Look. It's.