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I love my sister, I really do. No, not _that_way, gross! But I mean I actually do like spending time with Carol on the rare times she visits, and I miss her when she's gone. I guess that's to be expected when we're twins. She's a filly and I'm a colt, and even though we're both eighteen as of a few months ago, she still looks like a much younger filly. I guess I probably look pretty young, too, but I like to at least pretend otherwise.

The worst part about my sister's visits, though, is when she sits down on the couch with me, ostensibly to watch a movie ... but she never really watches. What she does is gossip. You see, she has this group of friends back home where we grew up, and they're always out doing things with each other, always stealing boyfriends from each other, and always going through all kinds of adventures of the teenage girl variety.

Honestly, I can't stand it, especially when she's talking over a movie I'm trying to watch with her. It's always stuff I don't even care about, mostly about people I don't even know. Even when she's talking about her handful of closest friends, they're girls I've only met one or two times in my life. I hardly know them at all, so why should I care who kissed whose fiance and broke up their marriage-to-be?

There was one time when listening to what she said really paid off, though...

"... And when we finally_got there, Alyssa had spent so much time picking out the 'perfect sexy outfit' that every boy in the whole place had already been taken! Well, except for that fat badger, Henry, but none of us were desperate enough for _that. I tell you - she's cock-blocked me more than anyone, even more than you!" Carol had her hooves up on the arm of the couch, lying down on the cushions with her mane just inches away from where I sat on the other edge.

I was trying to pay attention to the movie. I'd even picked out a gushy chick-flick in the hopes that it would keep her interested in something other than gossip, but that hadn't worked out at all. Now I had two girls complaining to me about how it was somehow impossible for an attractive girl to get laid - one on the screen and one on the couch next to me. "Uh-huh," I said numbly, for the thousandth time.

"And Jinny!" My sister smacked herself in the face, running her hand down her muzzle. "I don't, like, even know what to say about her! You know her, right, she's that bunny, the one who's always running and going to track meets."

"Uh-huh."

"Well she... Ugh! I swear, she was born a slut, and she's only gotten worse since then. Now she's the kind of girl even a real slut would be disgusted with. You know, she fucked Fat Henry that night, and she didn't even have the decency and self-respect to at least pretend that she hadn't. Everybody saw it - she had her hand down his pants before they even got out the door!"

"Uh-huh." My interest in the screen perked up a little bit - this was the part when the heroine's sister slept with Mister Perfect before the heroine could, and it was actually starting to get really steamy. Mister Perfect was a lion, and after all the teasing he'd gotten, he'd just torn that gazelle's dress right off, leaving her in nothing but her lacy red bra and panties. She reached behind her back and unclasped the bra. It began to fall away from her really nice tits ... and fade to black. I sighed slightly. Of course, if I wanted to watch some real sex, I could just watch a porno as soon as my sister went to bed, but I felt like this movie could have at least rewarded me with seeing that gorgeous gazelle topless after sticking with it for over two hours. They must have filmed it - that bra was definitely coming off ... but apparently they'd decided to keep it out of the final cut. I felt cheated.

"She just gets worse and worse! I tell you, as soon as any guy even looks_at Jinny, she's got a condom in one hand and her own tits in the other. As soon as he says hello to her, she's got his cock in her mouth. She could at least _pretend to save some for the rest of us!"

Jinny, Jinny... Now that the movie had cut to some boring banquet scene where the heroine was having a supposedly mortifyingly embarrassing moment that had something to do with wearing the same gown as someone else and then_getting a stain on it, I thought back to when I'd met my sister's friends. The bunny, right? Yes, Jinny was definitely the bunny. Or maybe the cat? No, the cat's name was Jane. Now that I thought about it, Jinny was actually really cute that time I met her, wasn't she? She'd been in her track outfit at the time, which consisted of a practically transparent tank top over a sports bra that didn't do much to hide her perky tits ... and a _gorgeous pair of satiny red running shorts that flared out at the bottom, showing just a bit of cheeks.

Something clicked. Usually, my sister's friends were off-limits. Even though a few of them were really cute, they all seemed to have some weird kind of ethics code that meant brothers were off-limits. If what Carol was saying about Jinny was true, though...

"... And I swear I can't even. I have no idea how many time she's stolen _my_boyfriends, much less anyone else's! As soon as you turn your back, there they are, walking out of the bedroom, or the broom closet, or a goddamn porta-potty together, all sweaty and gross! And don't even get me started on all the dildos and vibrators she's stolen from--"

"Hey, Sis," I said.

She looked up at me, clearly wishing she could have continued her rant. "What?"

"How about next month, I go over to your place instead of you coming here?"

One of her eyebrows slowly rose. "Why?"

"Well, I've got comp time off built up at work, and I've been meaning to say hi to Mom and Dad again. Seems like I haven't seen them in forever, you know."

Her eyes narrowed. "And it doesn't have anything to do with my friends?"

"Oh! That's a great idea!" I gave her a big, fake smile. "Why don't you set something up? Maybe a hike or something. I've heard so much about them, I almost feel like they're my friends, too, but I hardly ever get to see them!"

She crossed her arms over her chest, which made her boobs press together, but I didn't look - of course I didn't. She's my sister, after all. And she didn't seem quite happy about the idea, but from the way she sighed, it sounded like she couldn't find any reason not to, either. "Fine, I guess."

Carol was uncharacteristically quiet throughout the rest of the movie, even though I don't think she was watching it very much. She seemed to be staring at me most of the time. Whatever. I just enjoyed the rest of the movie ... as much as it _could_be enjoyed, anyway. And I even sat through the credits ... if only so I could get the name of that gazelle and check later to see if she had any interesting pictures online.

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When the day finally came, it turned out that Carol really had organized a hike for me and all her friends. All of them seemed to have brought other friends or boyfriends or family along with them, so we all ended up going there in half a dozen cars, as a group of nearly twenty. The only one who didn't bring anybody along was Jinny.

And Jinny was dressed just_how I remembered her, except that this time her running shorts were blue and her tank-top was the kind that sort of had a built-in bra - there was obviously nothing underneath, judging by the way her nipples poked through as we passed through the chilly parts under the trees next to a little creek. The shorts were much tighter than the last ones I'd seen her in, which I was really able to appreciate once the whole group began climbing a pretty steep hill, with me ending up right behind her. These shorts clearly showed the outline of her skimpy panties underneath ... as well as a little circle surrounded by a square, which could only be a condom tucked into her waistband. That was a _very interesting addition, considering that she hadn't brought anybody with her.

It wasn't easy to get a chance, though. Carol stayed close to me the whole time, never letting me out of her sight. At one point, when we were all lined up for a group photo - this happened depressingly often, since Jane had apparently taken up a "professional" photography hobby and needed practice - I ended up standing between Carol and Jinny in the lineup. Just before the camera snapped, I felt a hand on my ass, squeezing hard. I didn't dare look - I didn't want to get caught looking on the camera - but I just knew it was her. Maybe I'd look at those photos later and see for sure. When everyone gratefully broke out of our photography formation, Jinny winked at me, which earned her a scowl from Carol. What my sister didn't see, though, was the way I winked back.

After that wink, it was game on. Jinny and I tried every trick in the book to sneak off together, but Carol was keeping too close of an eye on me. She stayed with me when I stayed behind for a moment "to tie my shoe." She ran up ahead with both of us when I challenged Jinny to a race. She even watched - from a distance and from the other side of the tree - when I said I needed to go take a piss behind a tree.

It wasn't until we got back to the parking area that I finally got my chance. I waited for the one last group photo that I knew would be coming, and just as everyone was getting together for it, I made a quick excuse and a dash toward the toilet buildings nearby. I said I must have eaten something bad, but of course the toilets weren't really what I was hoping to see. And with the picture about to be taken, my sister didn't have any excuse to go with me for once. Jane would freak out if Carol wasn't in the picture.

I still don't know how Jinny managed to escape the photo without Jane throwing a fit. But I've seen the pictures afterward, and the two of us are both missing from that last photo.

All I know is that when I leaned up against the back of the toilet building, breathing a little heavy from the hurry I'd been in, there was Jinny, already waiting for me. Carol had been right about her - and in a more literal way than I'd thought possible. Jinny real did have the condom out in one hand, and her other hand was squeezing one of her own tits. The really striking part, though, was the look she had in her eyes. That was the look of a girl who didn't have any problems getting laid - a girl who knew exactly what she wanted and exactly how to get it.

We hurried off into the cover of the trees before Carol could come looking for me. Jinny led me by my hand for the first little bit, but once the undergrowth got kind of thick, we had to let go of each other to make it through. What had been a little side path turned into a game trail, and then petered out into nothing as it came out into a sunny, grassy clearing. I thought it was perfect, and Jinny must have agreed, because she turned around and gave me that look again.

I realized then that we'd barely met, really. Even though I'd heard all about her from my sister, she might not know me very well. "Hi," I said. "My name's--"

She dropped down on her knees in front of me, unzipping and pulling off my pants in one incredibly smooth, unbelievably practiced motion. Good Goddess ... it was literally true! Jinny had my quickly hardening cock in her mouth before I was even finished saying hello!

My jaw dropped as I stared down at this little brown bunny taking my half-hard cock into her mouth. Some girls will look up at your face as they do it, others tend to close their eyes. Jinny, though, had her eyes entirely focused - a little bit cross-eyed - on the base of my cock as she quickly took more of it into her warm, wet mouth.

And it didn't stay half-hard for long, not with her attentions. She was good at this, really_good. The way she slid her tongue back and forth as she pressed deeper, the way she cupped my balls in her hands, the way she so easily let my tip slide back into her throat without a hint of struggle, it all combined to be _easily the best blowjob I'd ever gotten, in a matter of seconds. As my cock pulsed up to its full size, I couldn't believe she somehow got it to fit, much less how she took it even deeper. I don't want to sound like I'm bragging or anything, but I _am_a horse, after all. But Jinny took my cock like a champ, as if it was no problem at all for her ... and that made it all the sexier.

Honestly, I thought I might end up blowing my load in her mouth right then and there. Maybe she picked up on that, or maybe she was just eager for something more, because she didn't stay down there for long. With one last lascivious slurp, she pulled her head back, my shaft sliding wetly out between her lips until she was left kissing the very tip.

Then she finally looked up at my face. "You have a really nice cock," she said.

"Yeah, um... Thanks." I actually felt myself blushing a little bit. A lot of girls might say stuff like that, but it sounded like she really meant it. And it meant a lot, coming from her - she would know.

Jinny stood up then, after giving my tip one last kiss. She came in close, grabbing me and pulling me up against her bunny body. My cock pressed between the two of us, part of the shaft resting against the little sliver of white belly fur she was showing between her top and her shorts. She wasn't nearly as tall as me, but she was able to get up close enough to whisper hotly in my ear, "I've wanted a piece of this ever since the time I first met you."

"You really did?"

She giggled. "I have a thing for ponies." Reaching between us, she grabbed my cock, her little hand barely able to wrap around the girth of it. "They really, you know, do it for me."

My hips bumped forward, all on their own, in response to feeling the grip of her hand. I had to wrap my arms around her shockingly slender waist in order to keep my inadvertent thrust from knocking her over, as unbalanced as she was up on her tip-toes.

She seemed to like the touch, though, squirming back and forth a little against me. The firm muscles in the hollow of her back were incredible, and my fingers began tracing them both up and down, sliding across velvety fur and then underneath her waistband and the back of her tank top. One hand went right up her back, even sliding under the elastic band of her top's built-in bra. The other didn't quite manage to get under her panties, sliding over them instead, but went low enough to grab a really nice handful of bunny buns, probably so far down that my fingertips poked out through the leg holes of her stretchy shorts.

Her hands weren't idle, either. The one on my cock began stroking up and down, making good use of the remaining slickness from her spit there. The other took inspiration from me, grabbing a big handful of my ass before moving on to slide up my back. But she didn't stop there. In her clumsy, one-handed way, she pulled my pants and underwear downward until they dropped down to my knees, then she started pulling the back of my shirt up. That wasn't going anywhere just yet, though, not unless I lifted my hands to help her.

And I didn't want to take my hands away. Her ass was amazingly firm and round, and I'd begun sliding my other hand around to her chest. But I only got one little squeeze of her perky little tit before she pushed my arms up, forcing me to stop touching her for a moment while she pulled my shirt up and over my head ... which I had to help her with, because she couldn't quite reach at the very top.

Before I could get my hands back on her, she was on her knees again, kissing and nuzzling my balls as her hands pulled my pants down around my ankles.

I stepped backward, out of my pant legs, glad that I had hooves instead of feet with big shoes on. I'd have never been able to pull something like that through the bunched-up fabric. How did anyone else even do it?

That step back had taken my balls out of her reach, but she didn't seem to mind, licking and kissing my shaft instead, running her hands up and down the length of it. When she stood back up again, she bounced back and forth from one leg to the other, obviously bursting with excitement as her eyes drank in my naked body.

Jinny was really cute like that, but I was really hoping to see more of her.

"You have me at a disadvantage," I said, coming toward her again.

She smiled, stuck her tongue out at me, and then lifted the bottom of her tank top, showing me _lots_of sleekly toned white belly fur, but stopping just short of showing her tits. "Well, why don't you come over here and do something about it?"

I grinned and did just that. One long stride brought me right up to her again, my cock booping against her exposed belly fur. I grabbed the bunched-up fabric of her tank top and pulled it upward. In one motion her face was hidden from me and her tits were finally exposed. They were incredibly perky with the way she was holding her arms over her head - they didn't look very big this way, being stretched kind of thin, but they weren't touched by gravity at all, and her bright pink nipples pointed right up at me. I yanked the tank top the rest of the way off of her with one hand, the other already going for a handful.

As she brought her hands back down and let the tank top fall into the long grass, her bunny boobies went back to a more normal-looking shape, but they still didn't sag at all, and her nipples still pointed a little bit upward. With both hands now, I squeezed and caressed the soft, delightfully springy mounds. Without even noticing, I bit my lip hard enough for it to hurt.

And Jinny seemed to be enjoying it almost as much as me. She let her eyes drift closed and let out little moans as I squeezed her tits and rubbed my thumbs over her nipples. But she wasn't passive about it - both of her hands had come down to grip my cock again, stroking up and down in time with her increasingly heated breathing.

I could have happily kept playing with her lovely little tits for hours if it weren't for the way she was stroking me with her hands. That made me want more - much more.

Once I managed to pull one hand away from her tits, I quickly slid it down over her firm, smooth belly until I reached the waistband of her running shorts. Grabbing that, I pulled the shorts down her long legs, leaving her in just her skimpy panties ... which turned out to be pink. Of course they were pink. It fitted her perfectly.

She stepped out of her shorts, stooping down to stretch the leg holes over her hiking boots, which she didn't bother to take off. And she grabbed something else while she was down there. The condom, I saw as she stood back up.

Jinny stood a couple steps away from me now. "Are you ready?" she said. She stuck the wrapped condom between her big front teeth, then pulled her panties down partway, holding them with both hands in a way that gave me just a little glimpse of an altogether different shade of pink.

Not trusting my mouth to get the words out, I just nodded eagerly. A little _too_eagerly - a few strands of my mane whipped around and got in my eyes. I ignored them, though, because I didn't want to miss what I knew I was about to see.

Grinning at me around the condom wrapper - and obviously knowing the effects she was having on me - she slowly pulled her panties the rest of the way down.

The white fur of her belly went on and on, narrowing between her legs, before I finally saw her perfect pink pussy lips. Wow - she was just _perfect_down there, too. Her puffy outer lips were big and smooth, and they were already dripping with clear juices. Only her clit poked out, at the very top, and that was every bit as cute as the little pink bunny nose on her face.

"Do you think I'm...?" She blushed - she actually blushed. How could a bunny as experienced as she was supposed to be still blush at a time like this? "Am I pretty?"

I came up to her, my cock sliding in between her white-furred inner thighs. I could feel her nectar dripping down onto the top of my shaft. "Are you kidding? You're gorgeous!"

If anything, her blush only increased. She glanced away, but leaned in closer toward me.

Touching her tits again, I tilted my hips until my cock began to rub against her warm pussy lips, spreading the slick moisture over them and myself.

"Wait," she said, taking the condom package out of her mouth and tearing it open. "Just a second."

She dropped back down to her knees one last time and stretched the rim of the condom around my tip. Then, to my surprise, she went down on me again, her lips sliding over the rubber-covered part and helping it to unroll further. I'd heard about girls putting on a condom with their mouths before, but I'd never actually seen it done, and certainly not on myself.

But Jinny was good at it - just as good at it as she seemed to be at everything else. With every bob of her head, she made another inch of progress, and she just kept going. Deeper and deeper she went, seeming to not be bothered by it at all when my rubber-wrapped cock plunged deep down her throat over and over again.

It was only when she got down to my medial ring that she actually began to struggle. She coughed a little, pressing herself forward again and again, but she couldn't get the already tight-stretched rim to go over the bulge in the middle of my cock along with her lips.

When I saw tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, I took hold of her short brown hair and pulled her back.

After just a bit of resistance, she let me. But even so, she managed to finish the job with her hands before she stood back up. "I... I'm sorry," she said. "I can usually do that. It's just that you're ... you're so big."

"It's fine," I told her. "You're amazing. No girl has ever done something like that for me before."

Jinny blushed again, looking away. But when she looked back at me, that sparkle in her eyes was back. She grinned wide, then spun away from me, spreading her legs out a little behind her, lifting her tail high, and bending over slightly at the hips.

My jaw dropped yet again. Wow, just wow. Such a tight and curvy little ass ... and those peachy-pink pussy lips of hers, framed all around by fuzzy white fur...

She looked over her shoulder at me, her eyes smoldering with lust. "Well, come on! Are you going to put that great big cock inside me or not?"

That snapped me out of it. I came forward in a rush and grabbed her waist, my fingertips almost touching around her slender body. My cock slid down between her thighs again at first, but she reached down and grabbed it just below the tip, lifting it into place, right where she wanted it. And on the next little thrust of my hips, the tip of my cock pressed against her pussy lips. I could feel the wet heat of her even through the condom.

Now it was my turn to ask her, "Are you ready?"

The look she gave me over her shoulder now was entirely different. This wasn't a bunny overcome with lust - this was an athlete ready for a challenge. "I was born ready!"

Rather than think about the implications of _that_little phrase, I pushed my cock into her pussy. With firm, smooth pressure, her perfect little lips parted, stretching open and letting my thick tip slide in.

Both of us let out deep, satisfied breaths. I kept pushing, letting the warmth and pressure of Jinny's pussy slowly wash over me, down the length of my cock. And for her part, she took it like a champ. Most of the non-equine girls I'd ever been with struggled and squealed at the first experience of having a horse cock inside them. But Jinny really seemed to be enjoying it, shimmying her hips from side to side a little to help it slide in even easier.

There was nothing she could do about sheer biology, though, and just after my medial ring popped in through her pussy lips, she gasped, instantly grabbing the base of my cock with a hand reached between her legs. "Too deep!" she cried.

"Okay, okay." I pulled back a little, which seemed to instantly settle her down. It was the curse of the well-endowed, but I'd long ago learned how to make sure I didn't hurt the girls I was with. Every thrust after that stopped just shy of hitting that painful inner barrier.

That might have meant that I didn't get quite as much stimulation as I might have wished for, but Jinny sure seemed to appreciate the care I was taking. She let out little moans with every thrust now, her pussy making lewd, slippery noises as my cock filled her up over and over again.

Gradually, she ended up bending lower and lower, until her hands ended up in the grass in front of her, her tail lifted up high above her back as I slid my thick shaft into her again and again. She was so small - much smaller than the girls I usually ended up with. Her pussy was stretched so tight against my cock that I could clearly feel her entrance sliding up and down with every push, and there was a little moment of hesitation every time my medial ring tried to slide in and out. I could even feel the inner edges of her tight, round ass cheeks as they slid over the sides of my cock.

Her moans grew more and more fervent, her tail flicking up and down in front of me, and I could feel her pussy tightening around me, gripping my shaft as if she was about to hit her climax, but it never quite came.

"Ugh!" she finally said. "I can't get off like this - lie down on your back!"

Reluctantly, I pulled my cock out of her. As they gripped tight around my wet and rubber-covered shaft, I finally caught a glimpse of her inner pussy lips. Her body seemed as reluctant to let me go as I was to leave. Finally, though, the tip of my cock came free with a plop and a little crinkle of condom.

I hastily grabbed my clothes and some of hers, laying them out on top of the grass and pressing it down to make a little love nest. And the moment I flopped myself back onto it, Jinny was on top of me.

Even as I squirmed a little, trying to get comfortable around the grass stems poking through the clothes, she managed to get herself lined up again and plunged down on my cock. It went in easily this time, and I watched in fascination as it disappeared between her pussy lips, as her warmth enveloped me once again.

She dropped down recklessly, going well beyond the point where she'd been hurting earlier, but it didn't seem to bother her this time, even as she took almost all of my cock inside her, leaving only a few inches exposed at the base. She even made it past the end of the condom, putting her pussy lips in direct contact with my shaft ... which felt amazing. As she began rocking her hips back and forth, she tilted her head back, looking up at the sky as she rode me.

My own eyes drank in her slim and sexy body, from the long, sleek muscles along her belly up to her slightly jiggling tits. And now ... now I could finally touch them again!

I reached up, grabbing two nice little handfuls of bunny breasts, and I wasn't gentle this time, squeezing them together to my heart's content.

And that only seemed to drive her on more. Even as her pussy gripped tighter around my cock, she turned her hip-rocking into more and more vigorous bouncing, pounding herself up and down on me. Each time she went down, she got a little bit deeper. I was almost too far gone to notice, except for the way her ass cheeks started bumping against my hips every time.

I groaned. No girl other than a full-size mare had ever taken my whole length like that before! How was it even possible? And she kept on bouncing harder and harder, as if it was nothing at all!

I should have known a bunny would be good at bouncing - she was just unstoppable, pumping away at me, and I could feel the tight, eager hunger of her pussy. I thought she'd never slow down.

That is, until she suddenly and completely stopped, slamming herself all the way down until her pussy lips kissed my sheath. Her pussy churned around my stiff shaft inside it, squeezing over and over again as her belly convulsed and her limbs trembled. I felt the warmth of her juices spreading anew over my crotch, trickling down over my balls.

I wouldn't have thought that it would be when she _stopped_moving that I'd lose it, but the way her pussy milked my cock, pulling at me and obviously begging to be filled with my cum was too much for me to take. "I'm-- I'm gonna--" was all I managed to get out before the first big wave of cum shot up into her, pooling up inside the condom.

Even though she was still flushed and panting from her own orgasm, Jinny practically _leapt_up off my cock. By the time the second spurt of cum flowed up, she was already working on pulling the condom off, and she managed to get it free just in time to catch the last of that ropey squirt across her nose and cheek. The rest was caught right in her mouth as she stretched her lips around my flared tip. Her hands squeezed and massaged my balls, coaxing out more and more for her to eagerly swallow.

And despite how thick the jets of cum gushing into her mouth were, she managed to keep up with it. Only a few more drops leaked out of the corner of her mouth as she gulped down mouthful after mouthful of it.

When the last little spurts had finally come, she pulled away from the tip of my cock with a slurping sound that was probably a lot louder than necessary. She sat on my thigh, her pussy leaking warm juices into my fur there, and grinned down at me as she wiped drops of cum off her face with her fingers and then licked them clean.

I just stared up at her, panting. "Wow." It was all I could say, but it seemed to satisfy her - she grinned even wider.

We stayed like that for a long while. Sweat I didn't even know I'd been producing began to cool my fur as the birds chirped all around us, oblivious to the carnal scene playing out below them.

When I finally felt like I'd caught my breath, I reached out and fondled Jinny's tits just one last time. "I guess we'd better get going. The others are going to be wondering where we are."

As she stood up, Jinny smiled. "Oh, Carol is going to be pissed." She giggled. "Now, where'd my panties go?"

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When we'd finally made ourselves more-or-less presentable and done all we could to hide the signs that we'd just been having sex - there wasn't much we could do about the smell, but we cleaned the various messes off of each other and did our best to smooth out our rumpled and stained clothing - we came back to the parking area at the trail head.

It was almost completely empty. There was only a park ranger emptying trash cans and Jinny's little convertible. All of Jinny's friends, everyone who'd come with them, and all of their cars were already gone.

As we came closer, I could see a note stuck under the windshield wiper of Jinny's car: 'Hey, Slutzilla-- Since you like him so much, YOU can give him a ride home.'

I sighed. "Yeah, it looks like Carol is pissed. Sorry."

"Don't worry about it." Jinny slapped my ass. "Totally worth it. And besides, those other girls are hopeless when it comes to guys. They might be mad for a while, but as soon as I bring a nice stud or to around for them to enjoy, they'll forgive me. They always do."

"Well, I guess if it's okay with you, then, I really could use a ride. I don't think I even get phone service way out here in the hills."

"Oh, I'll _give_you a ride." She grinned at me over the top of the car as she unlocked the doors. "Your sister made a mistake in leaving you alone with me - now I've got you all to myself for the whole day!"

As I settled down into her little car, I took a deep breath of mingled anticipation and a little bit of dread. Could I really keep up with Jinny for a whole day? It wasn't going to be easy, that was for sure ... but at least I knew it would be fun to try.

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