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 Summerisle By Gypsie Sweetnickers Chapter 15 Plot

   Toby pulled up the drive and parked the car near the stables.  He saw a
small group of girls standing in the middle of the courtyard.  Like
Tabitha, they were dressed for riding.  The Sweetman children made their
way toward the group.  Toby stopped a few feet away from the girls to allow
Tabitha to go ahead to meet them alone.  Tabitha strode with confidence
towards the 4 four girls who appeared to be between11 and 14 years-old. 
The girls turned to look at Tabitha as she called to them, "Hi, I'm
Tabitha."

   Three of the girls were dressed in the same type of outfit as Tabitha, a
black jacket and jodhpurs.  They looked shy and, as a group, three stepped
back.  The fourth girl smiled, stepped forward and replied, "I'm Penelope.
You can call me Penny."

   Unlike Tabitha and the other three girls, Penny wore brown riding
britches and a red riding jacket.  Penny's straw blonde hair was braided in
two pigtails that stood out from her head as if they were deliberately
engineered to support her cylindrical black hat.  Tabitha and the others
wore simple black riding helmets.

   "Hi Penny," Tabitha replied.  "So what are the rest of you called?"

   Before any of the other girls could reply Penelope answered, "This is
Jamimah Jenkins." She indicated a waif-like] girl of about 11 who smiled
and said, "Hello," in a shy voice.

   A red head of about 14 spoke up, "Robyn Begley." Tabitha noted Robyn had
wide hips and a nicely developed pair of boobs.

   "And I'm Issy Simmons." Issy, a curly haired blonde, was about the same
age as Tabitha and Penelope.

   It occurred to Toby, as he watched his sister talking to Penelope, that
the red-coated girl reminded him of a ring master.  She was not only
dressed for the role but she also seemed to control of the group like a
ring master.  He found himself surveying the girl.  "She may be young," he
thought, "but boy she sure exudes pure sex!" Toby began to slowly undress
the girl mentally.

   Toby's reverie was interrupted by a voice behind him.  "Ah, good morning
girls, Toby." Toby spun around to see Lord Summerisle resplendent in a
crimson jacket and white jodhpurs.  He held the reigns of a black horse. 
The beast's size should have told Toby it was a stallion but as the horse
came closer; its sex was obvious.  The horse's cock swung heavily as it
trotted in a leisurely gait behind its master.

   "Good morning your lordship," Toby called.  "Is Tam ready?"

   As Lord Summerisle reached the group of girls, he looked back at Toby.
"I believe my son will be ready presently.  I would wait for him here were
I you."

   The nobleman returned his attention to the girls.  "Jamilah and Meera
are bringing your mares, girls." They heard the sound of hoofs as the
horses emerged from the stables.  "And here they are now"

   Two Indian girls lead the horses from the stables.  They each held the
reigns of two horses.  Two of the horses were dappled, one was chestnut and
one could have been the sister of Lord Summerisle's stallion.

   It was obvious that the Indian girls were twins.  Their identical
slender frames and light olive complexions indicated they were descended
from a long line of high caste Hindus.  The steel bracelet around each
girl's wrist told the observant that their family had long ago abandoned
the caste system in favor of the teaching of Guru Nanak.  The Indian girls
were dressed in pink shirts and dark blue jeans.  Their Jeans were stuffed
into black boots that came to the middle of their calves.  Each girl had
incredibly long black hair.  They both pulled it back into ponytails that
had a silky sheen that reflected the sunlight.

   "Ok girls, mount up!" Lord Summerisle commanded the group of young
horsewomen.  Meera and Jamilah assisted Penelope and the others as the
girls climbed onto the saddles of the four mares.

   Tabitha, crest fallen, was left standing alone without a horse.

   "As of yet we don't have a horse for you, Tabi," Lord Summerisle
apologized.  "So I hope you don't mind riding up here with me on Heracles."
He indicated his stallion.

   Tabitha's face lit up.  "Mind?  Not at all!"

   "Good, good," Lord Summerisle smiled.  He picked Tabitha up effortlessly
and placed her on Heracles' saddle.  He then quickly mounted behind her and
picked up the reigns.  Tabitha, seated closely in front of the man, felt
him pull her even closer to him.  Tabitha could feel Lord Summerisle's body
heat radiate against her.  "Hold on," he leaned over and whispered in the
13-year-old's ear, and she nodded slowly.

   Lord Summerisle looked down to Toby.  "I'll make sure Tabi makes her way
home safely.  Have fun today!" With that he kicked his heels into Heracles'
side and the stallion began to trot.  Heracles led the mares out of the
courtyard.  Toby was left alone with the twin Indian stable girls.