One day, after the bus dropped the two of us off, Brad asked me if I'd ever ridden a horse.One day, after the bus dropped the two of us off, Brad asked me if I'd ever ridden a horse. I told him that I had been on the horse ride at the carnival. He laughed and asked me if I'd like to ride a `real' horse. Of course, I screamed "Yes!" I loved that first time so much, it became a habit, right away. On the way home from the bus stop, we'd stop at Brad's house and he would give me a ride home on one of their big horses. We always rode bareback and I felt like a queen sitting behind him. I'd wrap my arms around him real tight and hang on for dear life. He was so strong and gentle, and soon, he even seemed to actually like me. I think Brad liked anyone who liked horses. He was the star football player, an ace student, and all the older girls went nuts over him (especially my older sister!). And I knew he dated a girl, Susanne, but she didn't like horses. But, he liked me! I didn't realize it then, but what I had was a very big crush. Sometimes we wouldn't go straight to my house. We'd ride for maybe an hour or so, and then he'd take me home. One really hot day, we stopped by the creek, far back on his parents' property, near where the forest began. We were hot and sweating when we dismounted, and I kicked off my shoes and socks and ran, splashing, into the creek. Brad stood there, watching me and laughing. While I was standing bare-footed in the creek, Brad smiled and asked me what I wanted to do next. "I want to ride nude!" I said. "Both of us!" I almost shouted it. I don't know why I said it, but I knew I didn't want anything between me and the horse (or maybe me and Brad!). Brad yelped in surprise and he didn't believe me at first, but I kept insisting that I did. |