Peter asked with a very scared expressionif gettingfucked by horses wouldn't ruin his ass. We agreed that itprobably would,but reminded him that a pri...ce must be paid for everything.I told Peter thatpart of his farm duties in the near future would be takingcare of thesexual needs of the horses three or four times a week. I told him his greatlove for animals should help him in times of extreme painor discomfort.Peter shit out the dog Cum and licked it up for us. Then wehad him showerinside and. I opened it and it was a nice designer leather purse and I looked at it with my eyes wide open and then heard my mother say, “Look inside,” so I opened it and inside was a $500 gift card for the same department store where Elizabeth’s dress came from. My mother without having said the words had given in to my request to her to let me shop with Elizabeth for my school clothes. I gave each parent a big hug. Scott’s gift was last and it was in a small box which made me nervous. I opened it and. I softened my gaze and voice, "I worry about you grandma - I think you are stuck in the morals from fifty years ago." Nothing. "Its OK, I'll read the paper in the living room - and I'll wait however long it takes." And finally, "I'm doing this because I love you grandma."Her eyes blinked and she had to be thinking that this was all a crazy nightmare, but I kept the humour of this situation from my eyes. I would have time enough to laugh later, when I got home.The minutes rolled past and I. The magazine we happened to find first was jam-packed full of lesbian pictures. I, myself, had masturbated to them many times before. I had known for quite some time that I was bisexual preference… but I didn’t know about Maria. I quickly sat it aside and looked for one with a man-woman experience to show her. However, Maria picked up the lesbian magazine and looked through it some more. She asked, ‘Have you ever done this?’ She was pointing to a woman who was eating out another woman. I hadn’t.