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}                            MARY AND BOB YEARS LATER\par}

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\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs18\kerning28 Outdoor sex
 with previsions \par}

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\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28   We return
 to the tale of Mary and Bob. Several years have passed and Mary is still keeping
 a horse but at her home. A trailer with a few acres of land and a small shed for
 her horse. Bob still rides but as far as anybody knows the two see little of each
 other. What happens now is they both ride to a hilltop that is about halfway between
 their places and there in a small patch of woods they continue their affair. The
 last time we saw them Mary was allowing Bob to pretty much us her body as he wished
 and that had not changed. But his wishes had. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Now instead
 is contenting himself with anal sex and dildos his demands had grown. He rode a
 stallion and a large mixed breed male dog trotted beside his horse. All three were
 excited by what they knew waited ahead. Mary still had her gentle little mare and
 as she rode her to the secret place she was having mixed feelings. She still loved
 Bob with all her heart and would do anything to please him but lately his demands
 were very difficult to live with. Deep inside she knew what he wanted was nothing
 one would demand of someone you truly loved but she refused to listen to that small
 voice. She still believed that he loved her and that one day the tests would end
 and they could have a happy life. Self delusion can be very strong and persistent
. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Once 
at their place Mary would  remove her clothes and spread the blanket she carried
 on the back of her saddle. He wanted her there when he arrived. Sometimes she had
 to wait naked for an hour before he got there. He would then pull his cock out 
and just stick it in whatever hole he wanted. Once his needs were sated for the 
time being it was on to the main event. Some days she had to let the dog fuck her
. She liked dogs but not the idea of one fucking her. Still she took the doggy position
 and soon felt the knotted dog dick inside her. Again she had no choice as to how
 she was taken. Either hole could be used. Once the dog was done it was time for
 a show. Usually it involved big dildos or the carefully trimmed stub of a small
 tree that stuck up nearby. Sometimes he wanted her tied or hanging. She could be
 forced to drink his piss. Always he demanded proof that she truly loved him. \par
}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     The worst
 times were when he demanded that she service his horse. Since there was no way 
for her to actually fuck the beast he had to be satisfied watching her attempt to
 jerk it off or pleasure it with her mouth and tongue. She always ended up bathed
 in a huge amount of horse cum. He made her leave it there until she got home. It
 stunk and itched but he needed the proof. Then just before they went their separate
 ways he would fuck her again. Some days she went home still dripping cum from all
 three cocks.   \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     In spite
 of all this sex she had still never felt the release of a true climax. She wondered
 about that but figured it was just not something that women got to experience. 
She was not twenty five and had been getting fucked for some thirteen years and 
had still never made love in a bed. One could claim that she had never made love
 period. Just sex and even that unsatisfying. The end was coming. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Small
 towns being what they are the two of the had been very lucky not to have been discovered
 before this. Their habit had been spotted by a neighbor and unfortunately for them
 he got interested in their activities. He managed to hide in a place where he could
 watch and he got his eyes full. He then talked to others and of course word got
 back to Bob\u8217\'92s wife. She was crushed but determined to fight for her man
. Mary soon got some very nasty phone calls and Bob had the law laid down on him
. If he continued his cheating ways she would ruin him and do the best she could
 to get him put in jail and he would never see any of his kids again. The same man
 that demanded everything from Mary folded up like a cheap table and with his wife
 leading the way went to see Mary. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28    It was
 an ugly tearful scene. Mary crying, wife cursing, and old Bob trying to survive
. In the end Bob went home with his wife on a very short leash and Mary was left
 with the truth that she had never been quite able to see before. For all those 
years she had given her love and her body to a man that had never loved her. All
 she had ever been was a sex toy. A warm willing body for him to use and abuse. 
She had debased herself, lost her innocence, performed vile acts, wasted her life
, and now her reputation for nothing. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28    For a 
while she considered suicide but she never quite dared. She sold her once beloved
 mare and moved away hoping to find peace but it never came. The bitter ashes of
 her betrayal never left her mouth. She spent he rest of her days as a lonely bitter
 woman with nothing bright in either her life or her memories. A living monument
 to the actions of an evil man and a needy, gullible girl.   }}