The 'PLEASURE STUD PAVILLION' To stand at Stud is better than not to have been at all!
"What a sign, I thought as I looked at the gate to Circe's Stud Horse Pavillion."
Opening the eight foot high wooden gate I walked inside. A paddock of dark green grass spread out before me. To my right and left a long row of no less the forty horse stalls each. The buildings white with gold and black trim, and everything neat as a pin.
In the middle is a pavillion. Round and the same color as the stables, I approach and stare.
A sign written in brass plate reads: To enter constitutes a mutual agreement. Party of the first part, YOU! Agree to work here and live on the grounds. Party of the second part, Circe! Pays room and board while she insures' sexual fulfillment and personal satisfaction.
"Sounds very interesting, I said aloud!"
"Come and sign your name, says a Greecean beauty like no woman I've ever seen!"