Allison raced home, eager to complete her calculus homework as quickly as possible. She felt the effects of the supplement almost immediately, Allison felt stronger and faster. She could’ve sworn she made the walk home twice as fast as usual. She felt a new spring in her step, refreshed and energized, even at the end of a long school day.
After shutting the door behind her, Allison went straight to her room. Both her parents were at work and her 13 year old brother, Jeffery, was at soccer practice. She looked forward to the peace and quiet to finish her homework.
Lying on her bed, Allison began her calculus work. She found herself rushing through, completing complex problems with relative ease. Her concentration was exquisite; she only stopped to go to the bathroom.
Upon returning to her room, Allison saw that the handful of pills that Gina had given her had fallen out of her book bag and lay on the bed. Perhaps she should take a few more? Whatever they were seemed to be working incredibly well… Just a few more to see what they could do, and really kick the calculus in the butt.
Once finished with her homework, Allison picked up a novel and laid back to read. Slowly, while one hand held the book, the crept to her groin, slipping past her jeans and panties until, at last, she began massaging her clit. She pleasured herself for some time, moaning and groaning, before realizing what she was doing.
Allison tore her hand from her crotch. What was she doing! “Eww!” She looked her hand finding it slightly damp. “Oh, jeez! What was I thinking! Wrong, wrong, wrong!” She dashed to the bathroom, feeling dirty and guilty. She had never done such thing; Allison had been raised to find masturbation repulsive and wrong.
She rebuked herself as she scrubbed her hands in the bathroom. While drying her hands, she heard the phone ring downstairs. Allison rushed to answer, inkling in her mind knowing who it was.
“Hello”
“Hello, is this Allison?” An older woman’s voice said
“Yes, Mrs. Guymon, this is her.”
“Oh, good! My goodness, Allison, I hate to be a bother, but do think you could feed Duke? Richard and my self will be out of town again…”
“Of course, Mrs. Guymon, it’s no big deal.” Allison answered.
“Oh thank you! It’s these silly doctors you understand. They want to keep Richard overnight. You know where the oats are? And check his water…”
“Yes, Mrs. Guymon, Duke and I get along fine. I’ve done it before.” Allison smiled, the woman worried so much.
“Oh yes, I’m sorry, Richard’s told you what to do several times hasn’t he? And if you could find a bridle you’re welcome to take him around the pasture.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Guymon; I’ll get right on it.” Allison was overjoyed to hear the permission to ride the beautiful chestnut Arabian stallion. She loved riding the stallion around the Guymon’s small pasture. Allison was especially excited today, eager to see her neighbor’s horse. After leaving a note for her soon to return parents, she eagerly ran out the door to her bike, taking off down the road towards the Guymon’s pasture.