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THE HORSE SHOW
Jacey Saunders was 14 when she attended her first horse show. She won blue ribbons in every event and went on to become a champion rider in even more eventing competitions. As an accomplished horsewoman, she rode in Three Day Events statewide and travelled with her two horses for days at a time, just to reach the shows she attended. It was a lonely life and Jacey longed for companionship and friendship. Her only friends, were her horses, Bella and Jellicles, an ex race-horse.
She was widely known for her riding ability, as well as her common appearance. Where other riders took the time to fuss over their hair and appearance, Jacey was known for her dirty boots, loose hair and natural face. She spent no time bothering with what she looked like, nor did she care, because there were always the horses. And no judge had given her anything less than first place yet, just because of her appearance.
Jacey had long, tangled brown hair, that reached more than half way down her back. It was commonly pulled into a loose and messy pony-tail, or was stuffed down the back of Jacey's dirty T-shirt. Her slightly overweight body was never seen in any cothing other than her riding breeches and boots. Her ample cleavage usually protruded from the top of a sleeveless shirt, commonly the colour blue, which was her favourite. Jacey had clear blue eyes and was a quiet person. She spoke little to people, but a lot to the horses in her care. She was easy going and friendly to all, though she was always even more friendly to those ho had horses. She was miffed by the other riders inability to bother about the care of their horses, while they obviouslt spent so much time on themselves. She could not understand spending three hours putting your hair in a bun, while not even having the time to make a five minute hoof check of your horse.
On her 18th birthday, she was working at one of the shows, paid to groom other peoples horses, work them out and prepare them for the show, so that the rider could simply mount, perform at their best, and win their prizes. It was good to be getting money for something that Jacey clearly loved doing and by late afternoon, her muscles ached and she felt like sleeping.
Sitting in the back of her three-horse trailer, Jacey smeared some ointment on her aching arm muscles, sitting back in a chair to relax for the first time in sixteen hours. She had been awake since 3am, when she had eaten breakfast and immediately gotten her horses into the trailer and left her home in the tiny town of Morisset, in New South Wales.
She travelled for more than four hours, finally reaching her destination. On her arrival, she had taken her own horses to their overnight paddock and hurried to the showgrounds to start working. So far she had earned more than three-hundred dollars, and this was only the first day of the show.
As she thought about her day and the people she had talked to, Jacey didn't pay any attention to the young woman who knocked quietly on the back of the horse trailer.
"Hello?" the young woman called, hesitantly.
Jacey startled easily out of her line of thought. She looked up at the young woman quickly. "Yes?" she asked.
"You're Jacey Saunders, right?" the girl asked.
Jacey nodded simply, yet tiredly. Looking at the other girl, she was stunned by how beautiful she was. She had stunning green eyes that lit up her face and her curly bronze hair fell in neat waves down over her shoulders and breasts. Her muscular stomach was visible beneath a red singlet shirt, much like Jacey's. Just above the low cut jeans, Jacey could see the girls belly button and she stared for a moment, entranced, before turning her attention back to the girls face.
"How are you doin? I'm here with the Riders Club..."
Jacey blinked momentarily. "I'm not with the club..." she said. "I don't ride until tomorrow though."
"No, that isn't why I'm here. I'm the nurse with the Riding Club, I do all the massages on the riders and things, when they are hurt..." she said. Pausing for a moment, she grinned broadly. "I'm Tara Evans by the way." She stuck out her hand and Jacey grasped it easily.
"The Riders have all been talking about what brilliant jobs you did with their horses. So, they petitioned me to come down here and give you a massage."
Jacey laughed. "Uh, well, I don't really..."
Tara tilted her head and smiled. Just looking at the expression made Jacey freeze and she closed her mouth. "It's free and you don't need to worry. I'm experienced at this, I'm studying to be a physiotherapist..."
Jacey nodded. "Oh..." she said, stupidly.
Tara grinned good naturedly and Jacey felt a stupid grin rush across her face. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the belly-button of the other girl.
"You like my ring, huh?" Tara asked, leaning back so she could show Jacey the dolphin dangling from her belly button ring. "Cost me thirty dollars to get it done. But I know how to do it myself now."
Jacey felt the sudden urge to touch it, but held back. "Did it hurt?"
"A little..." Tara said, "Less than your entire body will tomorrow morning though. You did a lot of work today, Jacey. Now, will you please just accept the offer?"
Jacey sighed. "I don't feel comfortable getting massages off people."
"Well, don't think of me as a person, think of me as a horse. Now come on." Tara held out her hand again and Jacey took it, letting the red head lead her away from the trailer.
The small emergency room was sparsely furnished and Jacey looked around, quickly. While Jacey looked at the room, Tara opened a cupboard, pulling out some bottles of lotion and a towel.
Placing the products on the edge of a bench, she looked at Jacey, "Now for a little truth baring moment.... You gotta strip."
Jacey looked at her, than laughed, "Yeah right!" she said.
"I can't massage you with clothes on." Tara responded. "I won't watch, just do it."
Jacey hesitantly undressed and lay down on the massage table, letting her face fit into the little hole at the top. She felt Tara place a towel over her and she felt a little less uncomfortable.
Tara got to work and she did her job with ease and soon, Jacey's arms were feeling hot and pain free. Tara spoke to her as she did her job. "So, where's your boyfriend?" she asked.
"I don't have one." Jacey said. "I don't really have anybody."
Tara made a sound of sympathy. "So, what, you're how old?"
"I'm 18. It's my birthday today." Jacey said.
"Well, happy birthday.... So, you have never had a boyfriend?" Tara asked.
"For a little while, I did. But it was too difficult. I never stay in one place, I travel on the show circuit." Jacey said. She closed her eyes and let her body feel warm and comfortable. "It wasn't worth the effort."
"Did you sleep with him?" Tara asked.
"No, hell no!" Jacey said. "It was just really for the sake of saying we had someone, ya know. I... I'm not really into the whole, sex and romance thing. I don't have the time."
Tara was silent for a moment, before she suddenly placed her hands on Jacey's ass. Jacey jumped and jerked herself away.
"Are you supposed to be doing that?" she asked.
"You use your ass, don't you?" Tara questioned. "Yes, for riders, this is normal." Tara said, "I'm not trying to cop a feel."
Jacey slowly relaxed and let Tara rub her ass. She sighed deeply, turning her head slightly. She could see Tara's stomach and that delicious looking belly button and she felt a pang run through her. More than anything, she wanted to run her tongue along the flesh of that stomach. She whimpered and looked away.
"I didn't hurt you, did I?" Tara asked.
"No, it's okay..." Jacey said. "I just... Never mind."
Tara was silent and Jacey bit her lip, feeling stupid. "How does that feel, when I massage your ass?" Tara asked.
Jacey nodded, "It feels nice."
Tara made a small laughing sound, then gently began to massage Jaceys leg. "Can you move your legs apart a little, so I can get into the inner thigh?"
Jacey did as she was asked, without thinking about it. She was feeling the strangest feelings flood through her as Tara's hands moulded her flesh. She wanted Tara to touch her in places that she hadn't been touched before.
Shifting herself casually, she deliberately pressed her damp pussy against Tara's hand and Tara looked at her, unfazed. Again, Javcey shifted, and this time, Tara turned her hand, pressing her fingers into the naked flesh of Jaceys cunt.
Jacey felt a shiver run through her, as Tara massaged the clitoris lightly, sliding one finger up and down along the line of soft tissue, exposing Jacey's glistening hole.
Jacey moaned, as Tara let the side of her finger rub against Jacey's clit and Tara pressed even firmer as she did it again. Jacey lifted her ass higher, opening herself up. Tara put her arm under Jacey's stomach, until Jacey pulled her knees up underneath of her chest, exposing her ass and cunt to Tara. She crouched on the table, as Tara slowly slid a singer inside the gleaming hole of her pussy.
"Do you like it when I do this, Jacey?" Tara asked.
Jacey nodded, her fists clenched. "It feels so good..."
"Can I lick your cunt, Jacey?" Tara asked, her voice dripping with sex. Jacey thrust her ass even highed as her reply, and Tara took hold of Jaceys thighs, as she placed her mouth over Jacey's wide open pussy hole. She slid her tongue into the space within, licking the soft, creamy surface for a moment. Jacey bucked wildly, and Tara bought one hand around, sliding one finger into Jaceys hole, while she let her tongue run over the throbbing exposed clit below.
"How does this feel?" Tara asked.
"Oh, it's good..." Jacey moaned.
"I want you to touch me, Jacey, I've been watching you riding those horses all day, and I'm so hot for you..." Tara said. She moved around to where Jaceys face was and lifted the other girls face with her hands. She pressed her wet lips to Jaceys, who opened her mouth, accepting Tara's tongue inside with ease.
"You taste so good..." Jacey said.
Tara kissed Jacey again, holding hands with the other girl, as she guided Jaceys hands towards her pants. Jacey unbuttoned Tara's jeans, pushing them down around her knees, before running her hand up and massaging Tara's exposed lips. She marvelled at the smoothness, and as she felt Tara's clitoris under her fingers, she slid her legs off the table.
Removing her hand from between Tara's legs, Jacey took a hold of the red singlet, pulling it off easily. She slid one hand over Tara's supple breast, before rolling her tongue
over it, taking the broad nipple into her mouth. She toyed with it, sucking the tip until it grew hard, then she nibbled it lightly, until Tara threw her head back.
Holding Tara against her, Jacey guided the dark skinned beauty back onto a seat, before she let her tongue run down over the bronzed stomach. She slid her tongue into the tight, round belly button, feeling Tara quiver beneath her. "Tell me how you like it... I've never done this before..."
Tara smiled, a naughty smile. "I want you to lick me.... Lick my pussy, lick my ass..."
Jacey smiled, before licking a path down to the smoth naked patch of Tara's wide open core. She ran her tongue over the bud of Tara's clitoris,, sucking it into her mouth. Tara moaned and Jacey let her tongue roam lower, sliding it inside of the wet hole, tasting the juices of the other girl. Running her hands around, she lifted Tara's ass from the seat, before sliding her tongue over the puckered hole of her asshole.
"Oh, stick your finger in my pussy.... and one in my ass..." Tara moaned. She thrust her ass higher, allowing Jacey easy access.
Jacey slid one of her fingers first into the tight asshole, watching the expression of Tara's face, before she slid another finger into the gaping hole of her cunt. Tara groaned loudly, sliding her ass down onto Jacey's hand. Jacey took the que and slid her finger out,
then back in. Tara threw her head back, her mouth open in ecstacy.
"Stick another one in my pussy..... put your hand inside my cunt.." Tara moaned. Jacey frowned, but slid another finger in, obediantly. Tara squeezed her pussy muscles and Jacey grimaced. "Oh, more, more!" Tara took a hold of Jaceys wrist, urging more fingers inside of her self, until Jaceys hand rested inside of Tara's wet box.
"Oh yeah, now just, open and close your hand, fist me hard!" Tara cried. She jerked her body, trying in vain to get some release.
Jacey continued to slide her finger in and out of Tara's asshole, as she let her hand slide in and out of the glistening cunt. Eagerly, she leaned down, licking some of the juices from the skin around her arm. Tara screamed. "Yeah, lick my clit, yeah, I want you so bad!"
Jacey squatted to make the positioning easier, and she maneouvered herself around to make it possible for herself to access Tara's hot pussy. She lid her tongue over the throbbing clitoris, sucking into her mouth as she had before. Tara thrust her self upwards, and Jacey slid a second finger into the right expanse of ass. Tara let out a loud moan.
Jacey could feel the inside of Tara's pussy, convulsing as she touched the depths. Tara slid her hands through Jaceys hair, pushing her head down, while she pushed her own cunt higher into Jaceys face. Jacey rubbed the clitoris bud with her nose, before sucking it into her mouth again. Lightly, she nibbled on it and Tara screamed.
"Ogh, god, thats fucking good, oh my god, I'm gunna cum.... oh god, take your hand out, suck my pussy....." Tara screamed.
Jacey slowly removed her hand, before sliding her open mouth over the wide expanse of hole, that streamed with juices. Eager for a taste, she slid her tongue into the hole, lapping at the juices. Tara's grip on her hair tightened, and Jacey flicked her eyes upward, before tasting a warm fluid that flooded into her open mouth. She savoured the taste, rolling it around her mouth, before she swallowed, licking eagerly at the remains of fluid around Tara's slick love hole.
Tara breathed a deep sigh, "Oh, fuck, you're good, Jace..." Tara moaned. "You're so good..."
Jacey looked up into Tara's face and Tara leaned down eagerly, kissing her. "What was that fluid?" Jacey asked. Tara didn't answer, only licked Jacey's chin, before sliding her tongue back into her mouth. "Tara?"
"Never mind that..." Tara said. "Oh, you were so brilliant, I wanna fuck you til your head explodes!"
Jacey gave her a grin, "What do you plan on fucking me with?"
Tara licked her face again, before backing off. She opened a drawer, then pulled a few objects from it. Looking at Jacey, she held up a strap on vibrator. Jacey grinned.
"I'm gunna fuck you so hard...." Tara said, slipping the strap on over herself. "Bend over, bitch..." Jacey defiantly didn't and Tara grabbed her hard, pushing her back onto the table. "I'm gunna assfuck you...."
Jacey opened her mouth to protest, but a moment later, the thick rubber dick slid into her ass. She threw her head back as pain ripped into her stomach and for a moment, she felt as though she was going to throw up. Tara grabbed her face, pulling it to her. She kissed Jacey with a passion that wasn't there before as she removed the dick from her ass. Easily, she slipped it into Jaceys pussy, while using one hand to stimulate the clitoris. Jacey moaned deep in her throat, thrusting against Tara as strong waves of feeling took over her.
"Oh, Tara, it feels so good..." she moaned.
Tara grinned, slapping one buttock lightly, with her free hand. A moment later, she switched the vibrating part of the strap on to high and Jacey crumbled against her shoulder.
"Oh, oh god, oh jesus, make it stop, oh my god, oh shit!" Jacey moaned, biting into Tara's shoulder. She spasmed, gripping Tara's tiny shoulders tightly, before collapsing back onto the table.
Tara laughed. "Aww, baby, that was too easy!" she grinned.
"That's never happened to me before..." Jacey said. "Oh, that was amazing..."
Tara leaned down, kissing Jacey with a loving, tender kiss. Slowly, she slid the now dormant strap on from the hole it was in, kicking it away from her own legs. As her lips covered Jaceys, she climbed
onto the table, pressing her body against the warm skin of the other female. Their lips touched over and again, as the waves of orgasm subsided from both girls.
"You know, I meant what I said before...." Tara said. "I've been watching you all day... You're so amazing..."
Jacey flushed, "I'm not really... But you, you're so beautiful and well.... talented..."
Tara kissed Jaceys mouth, with soft love and emotion. "Thank-you. Nobody else thinks so... not even my family."
"I don't see how they could think that... You're a Goddess." Jacey whispered. She smiled, "You have strange sexual tastes, but you're so stunning and sexy and brilliant..."
Jacey frowned, "It's not strange. I know it's a little rough, but I guess thats just the way I learned to think about sex. All the boyfriends I've ever had, they were always so rough with me..."
Jacey looked into Tara's green eyes, running her hand softly down the golden skin of her thigh, before lightly, like a feather, touching the sticky, naked skin of her sex. Tara closed her eyes at the touch, concentrating on feeling it. Jacey continued running her hand over the red, swollen flesh, touching it lightly. Tara quivered underneath her hand, and finally, Jacey removed it.
Tara opened her eyes, blinking tears away. She tried to laugh, "Now I know why your horses like you so much."
Jacey laughed. "Yeah..." She glanced at her watch, before groaning in disappointment. "Speaking of which...."
"You have an early start..." Tara said.
"I do..." Jacey responded. "Do you have a place to stay, while you're here? I know that a caravan isn't the grandest accomodation and it's a bit squashy-"
"I would love to..." Tara said. She looked away. "I just normally sleep in the barn..."
"The barn?" Jacey asked, incredulously.
"We don't have enough room at our house... My family are the people who own this place... You know that little run down house that is up behind the barn?" Tara looked down at her feet. "That's where I live, usually. But my mum just had another baby, her 6th and now I don't have anywhere to stay in the house..."
Jacey hugged her. "Thats dreadful!" she cried. "Well, I know my van is a bit squashy, but I want you to come and stay with me..."
Tara blinked tears away, hugging Jacey around the middle. "You really are amazing, you know that?"
In the warmth of the caravan, Jacey and Tara made love again, softly, they caressed each others skin, guiding each others hands, and kissing with more emotion that enither girl had felt before.
When the sun came through the window, both girls were still, lying awake, sticky and sated in each others arms. Kissing Tara lightly, Jacey let herself slide from the bed. "I have to go and start getting ready."
"If you come back, I'll do you hair." Tara said.
Jacey nodded, dressing in her brown breeches, and blue shirt. She slipped from the caravan, barefooted, and silent in the early morning. No other riders were awake and she relished the silence. Entering the barn, she breathed in the scent of the horses, as deep as she could, before hurrying to the tack room.
She found her geldings bridle with ease and she carried it into his stall, hanging it on a hook, as she fed him a sugar cube from her pocket. "Hey baby, boy." she said to the old horse. "I think she cares, Jelli. I do. You wouldn't believe what happened last night..."
The horse snorted warily, as Jacey brushed his already gleaming fur with the body brush. Finally, she slid the gleaming silver bit into his mouth and mounted bareback, riding out into the sandy training corral. The horse responded easily and Jacey was glad when she could finally dismount and hurry back to the caravan.
When she got there, she found Tara asleep in the bed, so instead of disturbing her, Jacey quickly made herself some toast and hurried back outside. She gathered her checklist from her trailer, before running it through. She was ahead of schedule and now, she would have more time to prepare her own self. She didn't know why, but she did have a desire to look good today, not just in the way she rode, but physically. Finishing her toast, she returned to the stables
At eleven, when Jacey returned to the caravan, she could see that Tara was still asleep, and moving towards the bed, she called out gently, "Hey, Taz, wake up cutie pie..."
Tara didn't stir and Jacey moved closer to the bed. As she did, she noticed a thick damp patch in the blanket and she moved herself faster, pulling back the blanket, roughly. A thick pool of blood was puddled underneath Tara's neck, and a gaping bloody wound yawned in the flesh of her throat. Jacey jumped away, before turning to vomit in the sink.
After she was sick, she launched herself out of the caravan, running, running she didn't know where, as long as she ran. Reaching the stable, she stared at the wall, breathing heavily.
"Jacey?" a voice asked from behind her and Jacey whirled quickly, her hands held up in a defensive posture.
The boy behind her jumped back. "Woah... are you ok?"
"Um... theres... Tara...."
"Tara? That girl who lives in the old house?"
Jacey nodded. "She... she's...."
He gripped Jaceys arm, looking her in the face, "Where is she?"
"She's in.... my caravan..." Jacey choked out. "She's dead...."
The boy stared at her. "Jacey, what was she doing in your caravan?" He paused, "Scratch that, never mind.... Have you rung the police?"
Jacey stared at him, stupefied. "She's dead!"
"Shit, girl, have you rung the cops?"
Jacey only stared blankly at him, until he threw her arms down, racing to a phone. Jacey collapsed to the dirt.
"You say you were with her last night?" the cop asked.
"Yes.... we, were.... making love..." Jacey said, staring at the dirt. "Her sex toys... they are in the emergency room...."
The police officer gestured to another, who quickly moved off. The questioning officer was about to open his mouth, when a female detective exited the caravan. She held up a small baggy, with a knife inside.
"We found this under the bed. We're keeping it in custody, and you, Miss Saunders." the detective said.
Jacey nodded, allowing herself to be led away.
Dear Diary,
Today, Bella and Jellicles were taken and sold. I won't ever be riding again. Knowing that another rider would attempt to kill me, just so that they could win. I shudder to think, that at this moment, if I had never met that beautiful being, Tara, I would be dead now. But I'm not dead and it's because of her.
She died because of me, and now, here I am. I saw Jennifer Rowe as the cops were taking her away, and the expression on her face, chilled me to the bone. She was filled with so much hate for me, because I'm a winner.
Not anymore. Now, I'm staying home, and staying away from that kind of scene. I don't want to be afraid, because I'm travelling to a horse show. I don't want to feel scared for myself or my horses. There is more hope for a better future, if I stay home.
So I am home. Every day, I feel the pain of losing Tara, in the short space of time I knew her, I think I fell in love with her. Maybe thats impossible, but thinking about her, and how she died... It makes my mind hurt and my heart ache.
But I thank her for being there, if she wasn't, I would be dead. She was my first love, my first lover, and she will be in my heart forever. Tara, I love you.
Jacey
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