“How is it possible?”“Anything is possible here on the ranch,” Jessie says as if it is a normal everything thing where horses just transform into anthropomorphic creatures. And maybe it is normal on the ranch.Casey manages to pull himself back from admiring the beauty of this horse. “I think I’m going to give up understanding what is going on around here.”“That’s probably a good idea,” Jessie agrees with a laugh.Casey takes the opportunity to admire Jessie’s lower half again, taking in the sight of that wonderful looking erection. He marvels at how similar it is—almost like it’s a copy of his own. When Jessie stops laughing and starts to stare back at the man, Casey turns a little red and mumbles, “Sorry.”The horse laughs again and asks, “For what?”“Nothing.”“Nothing, huh?” Jessie puffs, leaning back against the tree alongside Casey. “I thought that is why you’re here, to explore a different side of things.”Casey doesn’t answer and silence falls between them. He looks toward the spot. I could tell that Stan approved of that. I couldn't afford to wear out the only welcome I had!The second day was even worse. I managed three pallets and started another, but my back was killing me. My stomach muscles hurt and my head would buzz from time to time. By the time Stan drove me to his place that night, I could barely get out of his pickup. We ate a dinner of macaroni and cheese and washed it down with a beer. Then I gingerly stretched out on the sofa. My back was hurting so badly, I knew I would never sleep."John! Get up! It's after five," called Stan as he cooked breakfast.I was stiff, but at least I could move! I ate my breakfast like a wolf and washed the dishes. My pants were in tatters. By noon, I had finished my started pallet from the previous day and completed two others. My back was sore, but I found that if I kept moving, it loosened up. My legs were a mess, however.Stan once again led me to the office. I came out wearing a pair of chap-like things that buckled.
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