Pony girls for a day - November - December
At first I thought the shrill noise I was hearing was part of a dream but suddenly I was jolted awake and recognized the incessant ringing of the phone. The damn thing was tucked away on the far side of the night stand beside the bed just out of reach. As I struggled to force my mind awake the bed shook and my husband Steve grumbled "Would you please answer that damn thing?"
Groping blindly for the receiver I noticed that the room was filled with daylight. A quick glance at the clock told me that it was almost nine in the morning which accounted for the sun streaming in through the windows. Steve and I had stayed up with Violet and her husband Adam for another hour or so after Officer Smith had left last night.
I finally managed to snag the receiver and irritably yanked it from the cradle. "Hello" I mumbled.
The disembodied voice on the other end of the line said "Pat? What the hell. Did I wake you up?"
"Who the hell is this? You better identify yourself immediately or I'm hanging up and pulling the plug on this damn thing."
"Whoa! You're just a little grumpy this morning. Don't hang up. This is Officer Smith. You should recognize my voice by now."
"Oh Lord. What the hell do you want and why are you calling at the butt crack of dawn? I was sound asleep and perfectly happy to stay that way."
Officer Smith chuckled. "Pat my dear it is hardly the butt crack of dawn. You all have to get up and get your asses in gear."
With my brain cells still only functioning at half capacity I desperately tried to remember if we had made plans for this first Saturday of Adam and Violet's visit. "No" I thought. We had not made plans for today. "What are you talking about? We didn't plan anything for today."
"Oh shit" Officer Smith exclaimed. "I'm sorry. After I left your house last night I had a call from Master Alex. He's the pony girl trainer in our area. I had spoken to him in hopes of persuading him to show all of us what this pony girl thing is all about. When he and I finally got off the phone it was too late to call you.
"I explained to him that you and Violet are not trainees but that you are curious and wanted to get a look at what was involved. At first he was unwilling and I finally had to agree that he would be allowed to dress you and Violet in pony girl regalia. Once you were all dressed up I would be able to get photos for the calendar.
"His place is about an hour drive from your house and we need to be there by twelve noon. The festivities start at one and the parade begins shortly thereafter."
All of this was new to me. The last time we had talked the pony girl stuff was scheduled for next Saturday. "I thought this was all to take place next Saturday and what is this parade you are talking about?"
"I didn't have any choice. The only way that I could get him to agree was if he could use you and Violet in the parade they are having this afternoon. Each of the pony girl owners in the area dress up their best girls and then parade them down the street in Kippsville. Then the pony girls are led onto a stage where they are judged. The crowd is allowed to take film and photos of the girls as they are displayed for judging. It would be quite a coup for Master Alex if he could win with two novice girls. It's really just like a game of dress up."
Even though I was still half asleep I was more than a little disoriented by this change in plans. I stammered "Well I don't . . . "
I was cut off by Officer Smith who said. "We don't have time to discuss this. I'm on my way to your house. I'll be there around eleven. If you decide not to do this then we'll have to forget any pony girl activities because I will be immediately blacklisted from any further events. I'll see you in a while."
I slowly replaced the receiver then unceremoniously pushed my husband out of the bed. "Getup you lazy lout!" I said as he landed on the floor.
"Damn woman! What the hell is the matter with you? Who was that on the phone?"
"That was Officer Smith. Come on. Get a move on. He'll be here around eleven. I'll go get Adam and Violet moving. When everyone is up we'll meet in the kitchen and I'll explain."
Fifteen minutes later the four of them met in the kitchen to share a cup of coffee and sort things out.
I explained what Officer Smith had told me. "So what do we want to do? Officer Smith said that we did not have to go since the plans had changed. I'm not so sure about the parade thing and allowing anyone at the event to photograph us like that."
I looked at Violet who said "I'm not too worried about being recognized since we don't live in the area. I suppose that it's always a possibility." Violet looked at her husband and saw a gleam in his eyes and knew what he thought but asked "Adam, how do you feel about all of this?"
"Do you really need to ask? I want video and photos of you dressed up as a pony girl but the thought of you exposed that way in public? Shit hot! I think that would be a fantastic turn on. Steve? What about you?"
"You know it's strange but I think it would humiliate and embarrass Pat more than anything else that she has ever done. There are pictures and video out there now showing her servicing blacks and others but that is all done in private. This would be different wouldn't it Pat?"
"Steve you already know it would. I can't explain it. I clearly enjoy being exposed, being filmed and photographed, yet dressing up like a pony girl and actually going out in public is just a little disturbing for some reason."
"I thought so." Steve looked at the others. "Well it looks to me like the vote is three to one so Pat, I guess you're simply going to have to go along or ruin it for the rest of us."
When the doorbell rang just before eleven everyone was almost ready to go. Steve opened the door and invited Officer Smith inside. "We're almost ready" Steve said.