The news paper had the notice of the disappearance of Jennifer's friend Jared. Jennifer waited almost a week before considering to walk over and pay her respects. The week was though filled with her working the new stallion and getting broke for riding.
Jennifer rang the door bell, and Jared's mother came to the door. "I'm here to say how sorry I feel about Jared, said the sad face girl."
"Thank You, Jenn but haven't given up hope. The F.B.I. and local police are still interviewing people, they'll find him. Jenn do me a favor and close the garge door for me, thanks your a dear, bye."
Jennifer walked over to the garage and about to lower the old wooden door she saw on Jared's bike seat a very bright silver medallion. As a girl she could not give up a chance to have something so pretty. "Well she thought since Jared's not around to enjoy this I'll keep it for him." As she picked it up the metal felt warm almost hot. "Huh, must have been in the sun, she said as the medallion was put in her pocket." Jennifer walked out of the windowless garage and closed the garage door, mounted her bike to ride home.
Mr. Morrison was looking for her and called her to supper. Running into the house she dropped her jacket and ran upstairs to wash. Jennifer was a considerate young seventeen year old. She told of her afternoon at Jared's parents farm and she told them how sorry she was......
Mrs. Morrison was a stern person and ran the house and kept the books for the farm. "After supper go and get the mares and that stallion and put them in there stalls."
"Oh, said Jenn I left the pony stallion in the big box stall this afternoon."
"Great, get a good stud and she cooks his brains all afternoon in a hot barn, said Mr. Morrison. Go walk him around till he seems OK."
The evening was coming and Jenn grabed her Jacket and headed for the stable. She entered and went straight to Jared's stall. The pony was laying on his side and made no movements. "Oh don't be dead, she cried as the girl touched the pony's face eyes popped open."
The girl was relieved and as the stallion jumped to his feet, she hugged him around the neck. "I love you, she said and the boy that was a stallion pony got a hard." Jennifer walked the stallion out the stable, around the barnyard. All the time she walked him his erect cock swayed side to side. The boy was in love but his reaction was in stallion form.
As she walked him into the stable and put him in the large box stall. The girl noticed the pony still erect and rock hard. Standing in the door way she put her hands in the jacket pocket and looking at the pony with a hard hard, she said, "Just to make you happy I wish I were a American Shetland pony mare if just for a day."
The bright medallion glowed and Jennifer fell to her knees.
"Hey that looks neat stud as she pointed to his big cock, and she looked at her arm she had a foreleg and hoof."