Robot Ponygirls
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Sarah and Emily
Sister Ponygirls
By Sarah
Sarah and Emily awoke to the sounds of their collar chains rattling, and the sunlight beginning to filter into the barn where they were being kept. The girls smiled to each other as they lay on their hay bed, playfully kissing each other as they awoke. As they looked around their now familiar stall, their pussies moistened at the thought of what had passed, to lead them to their current lives.
Chapter 1: Kidnapped and Transformed
Sarah and Emily had been walking home from college cheerleading practice when a black van had pulled up beside them. The doors had burst open, and strong arms had grabbed both girls and pulled them inside. A cloth was quickly clamped over their mouths, and within moments, they were out cold. The capture team had been efficient and quick, and no one had seen anything.
Sarah and Emily had awoken after the chloroform had worn off, to find they were nude, and kneeling in a pair of tight cages. Their arms had been pulled behind their backs and connected to the back of the cage. Their necks were circled by metal collars, and chained to the front floor of the cages. A dildo filled both their pussy and ass. A padded metal bar ran across their backs, holding them bent over on their knees. And their ankles were secured to the rear corners of the cages. To finish their bindings, large rubber ball gags were stuffed into their mouths, silencing their cries of shock and fear to mere whimpers.
The girls had been driven some unknown distance, where they were unloaded into a barn, and patiently told that they had been taken after one of them had posted their desires on a website. The site was visited by an organization that specialized in fulfilling girls’ desires, and a member had decided to take them on as a challenge. Then the girls heard a loud series of CLIP CLOP sounds coming to them, and then they saw a sight that made their pussies gush. A woman, dressed in a riding outfit, was leading in a bound and harnessed woman. The girls knew the slave was a ponygirl, and they began thrusting back and forth on their dildos, as they watched the ponygirl being led past them.
Sarah and Emily were then asked if they agreed to submit to becoming ponygirls, and both girls eagerly nodded their heads. Their cage doors were opened, and their chains removed. A chain leash was clipped to their collars, and they were led out and into a stall. One of the stable hands came up to them, and began taking their measurements. The girls giggled and squirmed as they were measured for every possible dimension.
About half an hour later, the stable hands came, and began laying out the girls new clothes. Sarah and Emily were bound between 2 posts, facing each other but unable to touch. Their dressing began with the stable hands slipping their arms and legs into matching crotchless rubber suits, colored purple. The suits also had holes for their breasts, and the girls squirmed as their C cup breasts were pulled thru the holes. Next, the stable hands fitted a small waist corset around their waists, doing the laces up tightly, but not too much so. The girls also felt the strap hanging down between their legs, and then squirmed as it was pulled up between their legs, and secured. The strap had a double tipped dildo connected to it, and that is what caused both girls to really start their squirming. As the dildo was slowly but firmly slid into their anal and cunt holes, the girls wiggled their hips and moistened their cunts. After they settled down, the stable hands slipped their feet into a pair of hoof boots, and did the lacing up tightly. The girls smiled at each other, as they continued their transformation into ponygirls. The stable hands moved up to the girls heads and slipped on a leather bridle over their heads. The girls felt the leather straps pulled tight around their heads, holding their bridles in place. A rubber ball bit gag was placed at their mouths, and the girls opened wide, as the ball slipped in past their teeth as was buckled to the bridle. As a final step, the stable hands released one arm at a time, and slipped them into an arm binder which folded the girls’ arms up behind their backs, and forced them to stick out their breasts. The stable workers finished by bending the girls over a padded rail, and screwing their new tails into the socket of their double dildo.
As Sarah and Emily were allowed to straiten up, both girls saw the other in her tack, and they felt their pussies moisten and spasm around the dildos firmly inserted into their pussies. The girls walked next to each other and nuzzled their noses together, and then turned to the stable workers and smiled. The stable workers approached the new ponygirls, and clipped a leash to their bridles, and then led them out of the barn and into the corral.
Chapter 2: Training the Ponies
Sarah and Emily felt the dildos in their pussies shifting with each step they took on their new hoof boots. It was a challenge for them to walk in the new boots, as the boots did not have a rear heel, and it forced the girls to walk more on their toes. Thankfully, the stable had paved smooth paths between the barn and the various training areas, so the ponygirls were less likely to fall down and injure themselves. Sarah and Emily were led to a walking machine, and stopped beneath the arms on opposite sides of the walker. The stable hands clipped a set of leather chains to their bits, and a thicker cable to the rear of their waist belts. Then the training Mistress came out and cracked her whip.
?Ponies, welcome to your first lesson. In a moment, the walker will be turned on, and you will begin to walk around it. You will walk and walk until walking in your hooves becomes second nature to you. You will also learn to walk like a ponygirl. That means knees up and head high. Any faults, and you will get a swat on your rumps until you correct yourself. The sooner you learn to prance, the sooner you get to move on to better things. Now, walk on, pretty pony cunts.?
Sarah and Emily both felt a SMACK on their asses as they were told to walk on, and both girls let out a quick squeal of surprise. But they began to prance. Sarah and Emily at first walked unsteadily on their hooves around the walker, and they got smacked with the riding crop many times as they tried to find the balance needed to keep upright and not feeling like they were going to be falling down. As the minutes continued to pass, the girls grew steadier on their hooves, and the speed of the walker slowly increased. Their trainer let them off the walker every 10 minutes for water and to rest, but their lesson continued all day. Within 4 hours, Sarah and Emily were trotting like proud ponygirls, and were quite comfortable on their hooves.
As the sun began to set, the girls were taken off the walker, and marched into the barn. Their rumps wiggled and their tails swayed as they pranced up the central aisle to their stall. They were led inside, and had their bits removed, but the rest of their tack remained firmly locked in place. Shortly thereafter a bucket of oatmeal was dumped into a small feeding trough and a pail of water was dumped into another next to it. The girls wiggled their rumps and buried their faces in the food, giggling and wiggling their rums as they ate. The training Mistress smiled at their playfulness, and slipped out of their stall, closing and locking the door behind her.
Sarah and Emily finished their food, and drank some water, before looking around their new home. They saw a bucket in the corner, and knew what it was for. They also spotted some wide hay bales along the back wall. Rings were embedded in the walls around their stall. But the girls, feeling their bodies finally tiring from their first day’s training, made their way to the hay bales, and laid down on them, smiling into each other’s faces.
Chapter 3: Decision time
They were awakened by the clicking of the lock on their stable door, and had just groggily opened their eyes when a SMACK hit their rumps. The girls gasped in surprise, and scrambled to their hooves. Quickly, some oatmeal was dumped into their feeding trough and the girls quickly licked it up. The stable hand then moved behind Sarah and Emily in turn, and forced their ball bit gags back into their mouths. The girls wiggled their rumps as they were led out of their stall by the reins, and gasped as they saw the cart that awaited them. They were backed up between the shafts and wiggled their hips as leather belts were fastened around their waists. The belts were connected to the cart, and supported the 3 shafts that led to the driver’s seat. Sarah and Emily felt the longer reins being connected to their bits, and wiggled their rumps as they waited. Their blinders kept them looking around, so it was unknown to the girls when their driver would come, or who their driver would be. All they knew was that they were ponygirls, hitched to a cart, and ready for driving lessons.
The girls felt the cart shift a little as someone climbed into the seat, and they thrust their rumps back, each hoping she would be the one to get the whip smack on her ass. Emily squealed as her rump was struck by the whip, and moments later, Sarah also squealed. The girls leaned forward and began pulling the cart, each getting a few smacks on the ass until their hooves were each falling in time and on the same hoof. The cart reins guided the girls perfectly, and the whip kept their form perfect. The girls felt their tails swaying behind them, tickling the backs of their legs. Looking forward, they saw the great house, and the long driveway leading out to the road.
Their driver drove the pair up to the steps of the great house, and reined them to a stop. The girls felt the weight shifting, and stood still, as their driver got out. The girls were then surprised to see it was the stable owner herself, dressed in her riding gear. She walked to Emily and then Sarah, removing their bits. Then she stood before the girls, and smiled before she spoke.
?Ponygirls, you have done well for your first weekend here. However, it is getting to the point where, should you decide to leave us and return to school, we would have to begin removing your tack. However, there is a choice for you to make, but I advise you not to make it in haste. The choice is this: You may ask to be released, and return on Friday after your school requirements are done. Or, you may kneel down here, and ask for your bits back, in which case, we would keep you as pony slaves for a year. I will go back into the house, and let you two talk between yourselves for 30 minutes. If you want to be released, you may ask then. If you want to be enslaved fully, you will kneel down where you are, and bow low, until we reinstall your bits. Your talk time begins now.?
Sarah and Emily were stunned. The girls tentatively began by whispered Hello’s, but without the punishment, they quickly got to talking. As the girls talked, their cunts were constantly teased by the nestled dildos in their pussies, and they were squirming from the excitement. However, both girls also knew their families would be worried about them if they didn’t attend classes for the week. Both girls had loved their weekend, but they were unsure of continuing.
?Girls, have you made a decision yet??
Both girls were surprised by the question, but quickly fell silent as they heard it.
?You may speak now, Sarah.?
?Thank you Ma’am. Emily and I both have loved our weekend here, Mistress. But the thought of what could happen with our families, social groups, and the attention it would draw to the farm if we were to disappear is too great to risk being selfish. We would like to remain as ponies, but we don’t want to risk the safety of the farm, or our long term conversion, just yet. We would, however, like to request to return each weekend, and on our breaks, until we graduate, by which time, everyone concerned could draw up a convincing story where we would be out of touch, and not missed by our families and anyone who might come looking for us. Also, we could act as spies and recruiters on campus, and help spot other potential ponygirls for you, if you so desired it, Ma’am.?
The girls Mistress smiled as Sarah spoke. It was what she was hoping to hear. She had always wanted to get some girls in amongst the students, and try to recruit more from their population. Now she had another pair of pawns to work with.
?I agree Sarah and Emily. The risk to the farm in having girls disappear is too great. And it would be nice to have some fillies in the school, checking out other girls as potential ponies. Very well, we shall drive you back to the barn, and help you change, after a little ceremony. Now open wide.?
Sarah and Emily smiled and opened their mouths, as their bit ball gags were reinserted and fastened around their heads. They thrust their rumps out again, and felt the weight shift in the cart. They wiggled a little, making their tails sway, and then both girls squealed as their rumps were struck by the whip, and they began pulling the cart around.
Mistress enjoyed the sight of their wiggling asses and swaying tails, as the ponies pulled the cart down the paved drive back to the stables. She teased both of them with light tickled from the driving whip, and watched as the girls shuttered from the tormenting dildos in their pussies. All too soon, however, the cart reached the barn, and she had to rein them to a stop.
Sarah and Emily panted behind their gags, and wiggled their hips as their Mistress got out of the cart. Both girls were unhitched, and felt the short leashes connected to their bridles. The girls high stepped behind their Mistress, but she didn’t lead them into their stall. Instead, the girls were led into the blacksmith’s shop, and bent over a wooden railing. The girls wiggled their rumps, a bit nervously.
?Girls, before we let you go, we are going to perform our marking ceremony. You will both receive the stable’s brand, and your nipples and clit will be ringed. Now, relax, and enjoy your transformation into our owned pony stock.?
Sarah and Emily squealed behind their ball bit gags, but they were helpless to stop what was coming. All their wiggling did was to drive their dildos in and out of their pussies faster, driving their sexual drive higher and higher. As Sarah came, the Mistress picked up the brand, and applied it to her right butt cheek, the sound and smell of sizzling flesh driving Emily into her own orgasmic throws as Sarah briefly passed out from the pain. Emily also quickly was branded, as her climax wracked her body. Both girls were in a stupor as their nipples were pierced and ringed. The rings themselves screwed closed, but a little touch of super glue made them permanent. As Sarah started to come down from her orgasmic high, her clit was pierced and ringed, sending her squealing back over the top. Emily also was coming down when her own clit was pierced and ringed.
Their mistress smiled as she looked on the golden ringed ponygirls before her. Their brands were lovely to behold. A horseshoe around the letters PPP, the PPP standing for Pretty Prancing Ponygirl stables. As the brands cooled, the girls were helped onto their hooves, and began the process of stripping their tack off. Sarah and Emily were dizzy from the pain and orgasmic bliss they were in, and didn’t really remember much of the details of their return to naked slave status, or of their dressing. They were still woozy when the cloths were held over their mouths, and they passed out.
Epilogue:
Sarah and Emily awoke in their dorm room at 2 am. The girls were in some pain, but they couldn’t really remember, until they looked down and saw their rings. They scrambled to their bathroom, and pointed to the other’s brand. Then they spied the note on their computer.
Sarah and Emily,
Welcome back to your dorm room. And welcome to the life of a PPP ponygirl. By now, you are probably aware that your bodies have been branded and ringed. These mark you forever as our ponies. Even if you don’t return to us, they will be reminders of your weekend with us. We have included a small thumb drive with our note. If you insert it into your computers, you will have access to our list of ponygirls, and potential candidates at your school. Your job, now, is to check out these girls, and see if they are suitable as ponygirls. You may be surprised by the names of some of the targets. When you confirm the person is a good potential ponygirl, just put a check mark into her profile, and we will take care of the rest.
Your computers have also received an installation to our IT department, and our communications network. So there won’t be any need for anyone other than you to check the computer. And anything that could be incriminating has been thumbprint protected. You will receive a finder’s fee, for each new ponygirl added to our herd.
Finally, when you want to schedule a pickup for a new girl, or a return trip for yourselves, simply open the girl’s file, and click the ?Schedule Pickup? option. Then you just have to put in where she will be, and near what time, and our pickup team will get her. For yourselves, it is advised that Emily schedule Sarah’s pickup, and Sarah schedule Emily’s pickup. Have fun girls.
Sarah and Emily each took the thumb drives, and slipped them into the slots on their computers, and began browsing names and photos. It was a shock to see most of their friends already on the lists, and a few others who the girls had seen, but would never have guessed. Already, their minds began formulating ways to check the girls’ passion for pony play. The following 3 years were going to be fun, the girls agreed.
After their graduation, the girls smiled, and setup their master enslavement plan. They had watched as 30 of their friends had become ponygirls, and of them, all had come to their room after their return, and had licked their pussies in gratitude. Now, all 32 of the girls were eager to return to their lives as full time ponygirls, and so Sarah and Emily scheduled their individual captures. Sarah and Emily also setup their own pickups, and smiled as they bundled into their cars, and drove off to their new lives. All they had to wait, as the pickup crews would have a lot of squirming, eager pony girl cunt to process.
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LesbianNote: If you're a woman and enjoyed this story, feel free to message me. ***Emily was feeling great as she stepped out of her client’s offices. It was Friday, she had just finished with work and a free weekend stretched out in front of her. She had spent the week in Brighton on a work trip and her boss had allowed her to stay in the hotel paid for by the firm until Sunday. Emily’s husband Chris was waiting for her back home in London but they had agreed he could have a weekend hanging out with...
The aftermath of the school production of Romeo and Juliet was like a lit box of damp fireworks. Things fizzled and threatened to explode after I had obliquely asked Mr Rupert Acres for the hand of his daughter Emily in marriage. Mrs Angela Acres had fainted and the school nurse was quietly asking the textiles teacher, Ms Evans, whether she should sedate or revive her. I believe a splint was being contemplated, although they couldn’t decide on which limb. Mr Acres seemed to be in shock and...
Hey, This is Emily’s short romance. She was introduced in A Love Story: Dina and Daniel. Emily is special. The only girl of four brothers, she has always stayed one step ahead of her brothers. She knew so much about them that I wondered what if she has a secret. In this story, her secret will be revealed. All the characters in this story are above the age of consent. Enjoy IR2R Emily Graves was exhausted. It was exhausting being the only daughter of a prominent lawyer dad and a socialite...
the morning after the boat trip with my two daughters was a nervous time for me. i didn't know what they would think, especially Jenn. i asked myself if things got out of hand. did i let myself go too far? i know Emily was ok with things on her part because her and i had been messing around for a long time, but including Jenn in our sexual relationship was all new and a very spur of the moment thing. i was turned on even thinking about what happened yesterday and still couldn't believe Jenn got...
Emily Janet L. Stickney Janetlynn17@hotmail.com I was dismayed at the way I looked. I had dreamed of this moment for a long time, and here I was, my dream shattered, unable to correct my many mistakes. I had gone into the storage closet and taken some of my sisters clothes, and in the privacy of my room, tried to dress as my dream girl. The clothes were the right size, but I didn't have the right undergarments, my hair, while long enough to be brushed into a feminine style, was...
Picture, if you can, a small tree-house nestling just above head height in a very broad, old willow tree, just where the fat trunk forks into a half-dozen large boughs. It’s in a copse at the end of a garden, by the ditch that demarks the end of said garden and the fields beyond. The tree-house itself is quite small and well-weathered but well-built with a proper felt roof and tight, boarded sides. It overhangs the crown of the willow slightly and is accessed by a hatch in the floor and batons...
Coming back from a lousy three some Emily was happy to see Lee awake in our bed. She was quick to take her dress off and climbed in beside Lee giving her a kiss and a hug.Since we were home from a three some that early Lee knew it must not have gone well. As always Lee knew what she needed to do and didn’t ask questions.Instead she hugged Emily ,kissed her several more times and then moved down between Emily’s thighs .Lee took one lick then looked at me with a smile “you brought me home...
Flying is deemed to be a man’s world but during the outbreak of World War Two, in nineteen thirty nine, the British Airforce found itself in need of an increasing number of planes and pilots. War, it seemed, was proving to be a social leveller in this respect, and out of the sheer desperation, the Air Transport Auxiliary (ATA) was born.And so it was, that on the twelfth of July nineteen forty, I came into contact with Emily ‘Vixen’ Carter. A sprightly and spirited twenty-something, though she...
Love StoriesEmily had just started her junior year of college. She was a late bloomer in life as she graduated high school at the tender age of 17. Now at the ripe old age of 20 Emily had started to explore more of her sexuality. In high school none of the boys thought anything of her. She never dated and was somewhat quiet and shy.Over Emily’s last two years of college her body began to change. It was a lot more filled out and underneath her conservative clothes her body was way better than anyone could...
First TimeEmily looked towards the bathroom door, “one more minute!” She shouted back to her sister. She had to get ready for this. She studied herself. Her F cup tits almost spilled out of the tank top she was in, her equally large ass sat comfortably in the sweatpants she wore, and her dark hair flowed down past her shoulders. She took a deep breath, it was time to fuck her sister. Or rather, it was time for her sister to fuck her. Megan was into bondage, one of her ex’s got her started and she could...
We both stepped into the shower. Emily and I kissed passionately before she kissed her way down my body until she was on her knees. She then started licking the tip of my cock. She spread the tip open, exposing the inside of my pee hole. Emily took her tongue and pushed it inside a little. I could feel the pressure from her probing and my cock was getting hard again. I'm not sure if I can go with it hard and told her so. I can't help it. I want every drop you have to give me. I understood...
She’d seen it online and thought it’d be perfect for her perky C cup breast. She was wearing a purple blouse that blended shadows well and underneath a cupless bra. The satin felt amazing against her nipples and every time she moved she felt a little arousal. She was having a management team meeting today and really wanted to get the guys riled up. She knew that with this get-up every dick in the room would be rock hard as the men did their best to stare at the conference table. To add to her...
There were dark clouds that loitered above the small Washington town. There was going to be a bad rainstorm here in a couple of days, mark frowned as he saw them roll towards the town. He ran a hand over his short brown lump of hair as he turned and walked back into the main bar of his coffee shop. There weren't many people in today, but that was typical due to it being almost five o'clock in the afternoon. The main flow of people tended to die down at two or three o'clock in the afternoon,...
I had to stand up on my tiptoes to lift the latch and step into the backyard. I’d always gone to the front of the house in the past, but I knew Emily was already out at the pool, and wouldn’t mind me coming straight back. The pool was up on a raised deck, with high hedges all around. I ascended the steps and saw Emily was laying out on a deck chair. I called out hello, but there was no response. I came a little closer and gasped. Emily was lying face down on the deck chair, entirely nude. Her...
I had to stand up on my tiptoes to lift the latch and step into the backyard. I'd always gone to the front of the house in the past, but I knew Emily was already out at the pool, and wouldn't mind me coming straight back. The pool was up on a raised deck, with high hedges all around. I ascended the steps and saw Emily was laying out on a deck chair. I called out hello, but there was no response. I came a little closer and gasped. Emily was lying face down on the deck chair, entirely nude. Her...
Lesbian“Fine, I'll let you have it this time!” Emily jokingly said. Megan pulled down on the handle and the door clicked open. She looked back at Emily, she smiled, blew her a kiss, and shut the door behind her. Emily couldn't help but laugh as she half walked, half waddled over to the door. She pulled on the handle and swung the white wooden door open. Megan already began walking to the back of the bathroom towards the toilet. “Looks like I won,” Megan teased. “I'll get you next time,” said...
My Brother, Emily I was ten when our Dad left us. The police said that he had been drinking and that everyone was very lucky that no one else was involved in the accident. Mom was upset for weeks afterward, but she seemed to hold it all together pretty well. She had always wanted to start her own career, but things had never worked out. She said that at the end of the school year we'd be moving into a different house in a different city and everything would be ok. My little...
Emily and Ulysses had lunch together after the next several class sessions. When Emily was hanging out with Ulysses she forgot about the late bills, the small, messy house, the constant crying or whining from her c***dren, the lack of quality sleep and the lack of a quality sex life with Randy.Each lunch ended with a hug that seemed a tad longer than the previous one. He rested his hand on the small of her back and continued chatting for a moment at the end of their last lunch date. Emily asked...
Having had sex on three consecutive days, Emily and Adam did not have any sexual contact in the next two although there was a little bit of mild flirting when they were in the car together.Emily had telephoned her friend Catherine Phillipson to tell her about the wonderful sex she was getting from her twenty-two-year-old chauffeur and to suggest that Catherine might like to join her and Adam for an afternoon of sexual adventures. Catherine, like Emily, was equally happy having sex with males or...
ThreesomesEmily isn’t your average twenty-one-year-old girl. She is extremely shy and loves Disney movies. She has a secret that no one knows about. She is almost five feet tall with brown hair and bright green eyes.Running late, like always, Emily leaves her bag in the back of the kitchen out of the way, so she thought. Emily waits tables at ‘Il Piacere’, an upscale Italian restaurant. She is very good at her job but really hates the high brow clientele.Il Piacere’s executive chef, Jacob, is very...
FetishAmy turned around facing me and asked, How did Emily SHIT in your mouth...??? She was smiling with a curiosity but also looked a little jealous. You know that Emily sucked my cock and swallowed my cum Amy.... Right...??? Yes Kevin..... Well.... I felt like I needed to return the favor.... So.... I had Emily get on top of me and get in a sixty-nine position. I admitted. Yes.... And then what...??? Amy asked. I could tell that this was intriguing her. Her eyes were beginning to sparkle with...
Happy birthday, Emily! a Whateley Academy story by Souffle Girl August 13th, 2011 , Boston , USA. Somewhere in a workshop. "Dinner's ready!" The call echoed from the intercom through the large workshop. A slender figure looked up from the pile of circuits lying on the bench, revealing the face of a young boy with brown, smart eyes. The boy stood up, stretched his shoulders and threw his long brown ponytail on his back. He washed his hands and turned down a door, finding...
My wife and I frequent a Mexican restaurant here in a Dallas-area suburb. Our favorite waitress is Emily, a young girl about twenty-five with long brown hair and an hour glass figure. Emily is always very friendly and provides excellent table-side service. On one particular night, not long ago, as I was seated across the booth from my wife, Emily stood at the side of our table, taking our drink orders, I scooted over and patted the cushioned seat next to me. I could see that Emily was tired....
Group SexWe’d both giggled and shared our time through puberty and had no shame with each other. We had often “beat off” in each others company, staring at the latest porno mag we’d got hold of or looking at internet porn pictures. Jack’s cock was long and thin, like him,although it appeared to be longer than mine, because mine was much thicker, my stature mirrored my cock, shorter and stout, it was the same length, yes, we had measured each other. Never had we touched each other or even thought...
I was driving to my favorite grocery store to stock up on essentials. I saw a blur appear in my peripheral vision and woke up two days later in the hospital. I had a broken leg, a broken wrist and a concussion. A delivery truck had run a red light and broadsided my car. Luckily for me, a policeman was witness to the accident and had quickly gotten an ambulance on the scene. Even better for me was the four moving violations issued to the driver of the truck. The company had sent a...
Hardcore-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mandy and Emily in big trouble, Part I by BlackMass "Mandy, time to get up!" "Yes Mom.." The young girl was lounging in her bed, the sun was shining in her eyes. She got up and grabbed her clothes. Mandy was 15 years old now. But she was looking younger, maybe because of the braces she still had to wear. She was a conspicuous slender girl, quite petite and dainty. She somehow seemed fragile....
Emily and OliverMy wife died today. Seven years ago, but today. She walked out the door only to be carried back in, a small wooden urn that stunk of extinguished flames. I love my wife though. Love her. Walking through the door and driving down to the shops into an unexplained tragedy. It wasn’t the impact that killed my wife you see, but the airbag. As the motor company representative told me later, with only a freckled hint of apology marking his face, the mechanism that should have deflated...