She was thin, with short brown hair and brown eyes. “Do I win, or do I have to lick each of them when I get back to the house tonight?” “Well, h...ll, we can’t have THAT!” I said. The waitress looked over at me, rolled her eyes, put her menus down and walked back into the back. That was as much a green light as I have ever had. So I stood up, took her hand and helped her to her feet and said, “Lead on.” She smiled over at her friends, a couple of which had jaws hanging open. Honestly, I’d rather. Caitlin loved to ride too. However, she was less sentimental than Beth. Like Beth, she contributed to PET’M or ?People for the Ethical Treatment of Males,? but her attitude was less syrupy and more utilitarian. She was a student of male psychology. Caitlin prided herself on her high success rate; few males, indeed, failed her training and had to be destroyed or sold off.II?Last one to the old oak is a stinky rotten egg!? Caitlin taunted and ploughed through the waist deep water, laughing. . More

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