[1:30]

After minutes of trying on clothes in different combinations, and getting the girls’ approval, I ended up with three new suit jackets, four dress shirts, three neckties, and three slacks. Surprisingly, Shining actually offered to pay for the special ordered shoes I’ll need to walk around in. The associates said they’ll have them delivered to me at the house, and I can bring them back with a receipt to order a new size if they ended up not fitting me. The total price altogether left me losing color after seeing the numbers. I tried to tell Fleur once more that she didn’t need to pay all of this for me, but she was too stubborn to listen.

Once we were done at Stallion’s Warehouse, we went to the home essentials store as the last stop of our shopping day. I didn’t take long to get what I needed: a laundry basket, some coat hangers, a trash bin, a lamp, they even had undershirts and black socks I could buy as well. Sure enough, Fleur let me pay for them myself, and I was very glad for that. I was really not used to having someone buy so much for me. I never had such treatment back on Earth, and even though Fleur insisted in buying the clothes for me, it was sort of off-putting for me to receive so much, especially after what Shining had told me about her.

Silver came back right on time in front of the store, and I was shocked at how different the S carriage he drove was compared to the other one he usually drives. If I had to describe what it look like in Earth terms, it was like a mixture of a limousine with a hummer (that I pray I’ll never see something like the latter in Equestria. Whoever even built that large, gas hogging monstrosity had no idea what he was even doing). There was enough space to put all your belongings in for a big move to a new house, and imagining how all of the clothes that were bought today was actually less compared to Fleur’s usual shopping binges, I gulped at the thought of what it would be like if she went all out. Silver seemed surprised at how much things we had on us too, as if he thought he could have brought his regular carriage if he knew we had so little at the end of the day.

After finally storing everything we bought in the back, giving my arms and shoulders a sense of great relief, Silver drove us back home while I looked out the window, still thinking about what Shining had told me about Fleur. I was almost spacing out before a voice was calling me back to reality.

“Ozzy? Are you feeling alright?” Fleur asked.

“H-huh? What?” I replied before rubbing my eyes, and getting my mind out of the clouds.

“You’ve been quiet since we left Stallion’s Warehouse dearie. Did you not like what you got?” Fleur asked with a raised eyebrow.

“No no! It’s nothing like that at all!” I exclaimed while waving my hands out front. “I’m grateful you went such lengths to get them for me Fleur, I really am. I’m just not used to receiving something this big back on Earth.”

“Did you not have a lot of material possessions while growing up Oz?” Shining asked.

“Yeah. Usually on my birthday or Christmas—which is sort of like your Hearth’s Warming here as far as I can understand from the guidebook—I usually get small, cheap, essential things like underwear and socks,” I explained. “Up until I was able to get a job and earn my own money, we were barely able to live off from social security. It’s like the government giving you money to buy the things you need once you’ve filled in the requirements to receive their services, but even then we don’t get very much every month to live by.”

The carriage was then filled with an awkward silence, leaving the girls speechless. Fleur was looking at me with concern, and Shining was gazing to the side while rubbing her arm in discomfort.

… Perhaps I might have said too much. I don’t think I want the girls to feel sorry for me. I’ll have to say something to lift the mood.

“But that’s all in the past now,” I continued after a brief pause. “I just want to focus on what’s ahead, and be a good secretary and friend to you girls. I’m much content with what we have right now, and I’d rather not dwell on the past.”

“… When is your birthday Oz?” Shining asked, leaving me and Fleur looking at her with widened eyes as she was gazing to the side. After brief pause, she exchanged glances between me and Fleur for a moment. “… What? I figured since we went to Fancy’s party just yesterday, having it planned weeks ahead of time, it would be good to know when Oz’s is since we were on the topic… That’s all.”

“Um… Is it May right now here?” I asked, and the girls nodded in response.

Strange that even when our worlds are so different, and apart at such a great distance, our timelines is kind of synced in a way. Not to mention how we name our months of the year the same way.

“My birthday is on August 17th,” I answered. “I’ll be turning 24 this year. What about you two?”

“March 17th for me,” Fleur answered. “I’m 25 this year, Fancy turned 27 yesterday, and Shiny turned 26 on January 3rd.”

“Wow,” I replied.

“Yes, I know, we’re old, especially me,” Shining commented, who for some reason had her pen and notebook in hand.

“Well, I suppose, but I was thinking more on how you two look like you’re still in your prime,” I said. “And you’ve been in your jobs for at least five years?”

“That’s right,” Fleur answered with a smile.

“I gotta say, that’s quite an achievement,” I praised. “I must be a lucky guy to work with such talented ponies as yourselves.”

“Well we’re lucky to have a hardworking stallion, or man, as our secretary. Aren’t we Shiny?” Fleur asked her.

Shining had to clear her throat while looking to the side before she could answer. “I suppose Fleur, I suppose.”

“Shiny,” Fleur said with a furrowed brow.

“It’s okay Fleur, I get the message, and thanks,” I said with a smile.

“So what are we planning to do for tonight Shiny? We still need to give Ozzy a proper welcome to the team like you said last night,” Fleur pointed out.

“Hm? Oh, right… Uh…” Shining mumbled while deep in thought.

“You don’t have to do that girls, I’m grateful enough that you bought the clothes for me,” I interjected. “Besides I thought we had enough fun at Fancy’s party yesterday.”

“Nonsense, that was something for my brother specifically. Tonight it’s all about you, and the four of us are going to enjoy it as such,” Fleur proclaimed.

Four? Is Silver coming along as well? Somehow I’m kind of glad for that, it’d kind of weird if I was spending it with two girls by myself tonight.

“It’s quite alright Ms. De Lis, I actually have plans for the evening,” Silver interjected. “Tonight’s card night for me and my old chaps. Something I cannot miss, but I’ll treat Oz to a drink or two sometime.”

Aaand my handicap just flushed down the toilet. Alright, I’ll just have to be the same way I was last night, just not as nervous. I just hope we aren’t going someplace that doesn’t have very much activity.

“Perhaps a night at the local jazz club is in order?” Shining asked. “They have good food, different well-known artists playing every couple of nights, and after last night, I think a mellower atmosphere is a nice change.”

Didn’t think I’d say this so soon, but thank you Shining for reading my mind.

“I do like me some jazz music,” I responded.

“The jazz club it is then!” Fleur exclaimed with hype. “Silver, do you mind dropping us off there around 7:30? We’ll take a taxi back home afterwards.”

“That will be no problem Ms. De Lis,” Silver answered.

[2:05 p.m.]

We arrived back home a couple minutes later. I let the girls out first before I stepped out last. I then went to the back to take out everything but my home essentials that the girls gratefully held for me. We agreed that Silver will pick us up at 7:00 tonight before he left, and the three of us went inside mine and Fleur’s home. I dropped off Fleur’s clothes in her room first, then my own things in my own room while the girls brought my home essentials inside.

“Okay, since we have some time, why don’t we have some tea while we discuss your payments as our secretary Oz?” Shining asked while fixing her glasses.

“That would be nice. I’ll go prepare the water then,” I said before I went downstairs with the girls following behind, got in the kitchen, and filled the kettle with some water before setting it over the lit stove. After I took out three mugs with a tea bag each inside, I sat with the girls on the counter.

We discussed my payments for the next couple minutes while I prepared the tea in between, having Shining explain to me how models in the industry get paid, and how the total money earned for the week is split between her, Fleur, and recently myself. My jaw dropped to the counter after hearing the approximated amount I’d get paid per week.

“Th-that much?” I asked with a shaking voice.

“That’s right. That’s not a problem is it Oz?” Shining asked with a smirk and a raised brow.

“N-no no! Not at all!” I replied while shaking my hands out front. “Converted to U.S. currency, that’s much more than what I had made every week, even on full-time… There’s one thing I’d like to request though.”

“What’s that?” Shining asked.

“… I’d like to put a percentage of my earnings away for whatever charities Fleur’s supporting each week. Would thirty percent be reasonable?” I asked.

Fleur and Shining widened their eyes in surprise at the request before the latter giggled in response. “I think that can be arranged. Fleur? Does that sound good to you?” Shining asked

“Absolutely,” she responded before giving me a tight hug that I gladly returned.

I’m not one that pays for a lot of expensive things that I may rarely use. Sure, I could put a couple away in savings for emergencies or special occasions, but then there’s the rest I don’t know what to do with. Might as well do something useful with them.

“Well, I think that will be it for the payment. You’ll get your first paycheck by the end of the week Oz,” Shining explained while fixing her glasses. “Since you’ll be staying with Fleur, you’ll have to register your residency at city hall. I can come along to help walk you through the process on our next day off if you’d like.”

“That would be most appreciated. Thanks Shining,” I replied with a smile as I pulled back from the hug.

“I think I’ll head on back home and relax a little before we head out tonight,” she planned.

“I could help carry your things there if you’d like,” I offered. “Fleur, when I get back, I can help set up the site block thing on your computer like we talked about the other night.”

“Oh yes! That would be wonderful Ozzy,” Fleur replied with a smile.

“I suppose I can let you carry my things. Thank you Oz,” Shining answered. “Fleur, I’ll see you later tonight then.”

“Okay Shiny, see you later. Ozzy, I’ll be in my room when you get back,” Fleur said before she took her tea, and went upstairs.

“Be back in a bit,” I called out before I picked up Shining’s bags, and the two of us left the house. I followed her just a little behind at her side as we enjoyed the nice day that was taking place. It was nice to enjoy the quiet atmosphere for a bit before Shining brought a question that left my stomach dropping to my feet.

“So Oz, what did I really do last night when I was hammered?” She asked.

“… Huh?” I replied.

“You know what I’m talking about Oz,” she continued. “Fleur might have hidden it well as she played along, but I read you like a book when I asked this morning.”

“… Uhh…”

“I won’t lash out on you if that means anything… Or at least try,” Shining commented as we got to her front door. She then turned to me with an expression that was hard to read. It wasn’t demanding, determined, or too serious. It was kind of… Patient? “I want to start getting on better terms with you and other stallions in the workplace for Fleur’s sake. I feel this may be good for me too in the long term. Besides Silver Wheel who has been loyal to us as our driver for years, you’re the first stallion in a long while that I’ve… How can I put this? Opened up to a little? So while I try to better myself, I want the two of us to start being more honest with each other on mature grounds. As coworkers, and as friends. I think telling me what really happened last night may be a good start as any.”

Okay, I was not prepared for this kind of development. I’d have to agree that being honest with each other is a good start, but I’m afraid of what she’ll say or do once I tell her what happened last night. Looking at Shining now though, being patient as she is, especially gazing into those green eyes of hers, it's harder to say no to this than if she had me trapped in a corner with her death glare.

“… And you won’t lash out on me if I told you?” I asked.

“I’ll try Oz,” she responded with a small smile.

So that means there’s still a chance… Well, I’ve been through worse back on Earth, so I might as well come out with it.

“Okay… I’ll start things off after you left,” I said before Shining nodded in response. “So Fleur and I danced some more, while we took breaks and chatted in between with a few drinks before we were exhausted enough to be done for the night. We found you sitting at the mini bar, drunk enough to barely stand before we had you leaning on us for support, bid Fancy a good night, and went our way back to your place first.”

“Uh huh…” Shining said with a nod.

“On our way there, you and I chatted a little, even when you were barely able to make coherent sentences, about how fun the party was, how each day working in the modeling business is as different as the last, and you mentioned how you saw me as being a good member of the team, despite some of the bad things you’ve said earlier.”

Shining’s cheeks reddened a little at the last part before looking to the side awkwardly. “… A-anything else?”

“You also said I shouldn’t let anypony else say otherwise, especially about me being a virgin, and mentioned that if you met me long before last night…”

“… Yes?”

“… That was the last thing you said before you passed out, and slept the rest of the night,” I replied. “That’s everything that happened last night from when you left, up to where we stopped at your home. Fleur and Silver helped carry you inside while I went back home, showered, changed, brushed, and slept for the night as well. I didn’t leave anything out from detail besides what happened while I wasn’t with you. That's the entire truth, and I haven’t told anypony else about this either.”

Shining and I stood there in silence while gazing at each other. I didn’t realize how close she was to me until she pulled herself back, and looked to the side in thought. “… I see,” she said.

“The compliments were nice to hear, but I didn’t take most of what you said too seriously,” I continued. “I figured since you had a lot to drink, you may not have known or meant what you were saying.”

“Yeah, alcohol can do that… And can make some ponies pretty dangerous,” she commented before looking back to me. “Excuse me for asking, but you mentioned your father was an alcoholic correct?”

“That’s right.”

“Has he always been that way?”

“… As far as I can remember,” I answered while looking down. “He and I… Weren’t very close while I was growing up. He was almost like a complete stranger to me to be honest. He hadn’t told me what Mom was like before she died, or what things were like before my brother and I came along. His daily routine would be going to work, coming back, and then either have a couple beers, or go out drinking with his buddies before he ends the night almost drunk enough to pass out. It was lucky that he’s always from a walking distance from the house, or he’d have trouble getting around without his car in the morning to get to work… Sorry, I was kind of going off on a tangent there. Did you ask because you knew somepony who was the same way?”

“… I did once,” she answered with a stern glare to the side. “He… Had problems before, but let’s just say that whether or not he was drunk at the time, I…” She then shook her head before sighing, and rubbed her eyes under the glasses. “I’m sorry, I don’t think I’m ready to open this up to anypony yet.”

“Hey, it’s okay,” I said. “You didn’t lash out when I told you what happened last night, and that’s a big improvement.”

Good thing for me too since I’ll be walking away without any scratches or bruises.

“You can come talk to me about what happened when you’re ready. There’s no need to rush,” I pointed out.

“Thank you Oz, I appreciate that,” Shining said with a smile before she gave me a hug, which was less awkward than the first time she did it.

“I’d return the hug, but I still have your bags in my hands,” I pointed out.

“Oh, yes… Thank you for doing that, I’ll take care of things from here,” she said as she pulled back, and I handed her the bags. “There’s one last thing I’d like to ask for an opinion on if you don’t mind.”

“What is it?”

“What do you think of the mares you’ve seen in this world so far? How do you think we compare to the human girls back on Earth?” She asked.

I was caught off guard with that question, leaving me speechless for a brief moment.

Wait, what does she mean by that? I feel like something bad might happen if I say something inappropriate. I better watch my steps here.

“Well… I mentioned before how there are more girls here that are forward with their approaches compared to Earth, and that can have its ups and downs depending on the person,” I replied.

“I recall that, yes. Anything else?” She asked.

“I found it strange how that one mare back at the party last night was coming on to me. I thought with me being a different species, it’d be more of a turn off.”

“Well inter-species relationships have mixed views I’ll admit, but the majority here are open to that concept,” Shining pointed out. “I’ve seen some ponies being with griffons, dragons, buffalos, a few zebras, and even minotaurs. Perhaps it’s because some ponies see things in other species that they don't in their own, as far as I can guess. What about you Oz? What's your view on this?”

“Uh… I’m kind of conflicted with this myself to be honest,” I answered. “I mean I can certainly see how ponies here are similar to humans, but I have mixed thoughts about them being in a relationship. Maybe if I talk to somepony that could help me understand myself better, or see such a relationship in person, I’ll feel more comfortable with it. There’s also the concern with reproduction to this as well.”

Shining nodded in response. “That’s understandable Oz. Thank you for your input.”

“You’re welcome, but what about you Shining? I know it may be hard right now, but if you were comfortable enough to go out with guys again, what’s your take on those kinds of relationships?” I asked.

“… I'm a kind of mare that likes to try things at least once,” she answered with a smile before she opened the door to her home. “I’ll see you later tonight Oz,” she bid before closing the door behind her.

“… Yeah… See ya,” I bid before I went my way back to my house.

[3:30 p.m.]

“And there we go,” I said as I finished sending the pictures from Fleur’s camera to our friends through e-mail. I already finished setting up her browser to block out any unneeded (and albeit inappropriate) sites and links that come up within searches, and even set up some virus security programs on it. When that was done, Fleur wanted me to upload the pictures she took last night before we left for the party on her computer, and e-mail them to me, Shining, Silver Wheel, and even Fancy Pants with the provided addresses that was saved in her contact list.

“Thank you very much for doing this Ozzy. I don’t know if I could take another one of those annoying pop ups and strange sites sent to me,” Fleur commented.

“No problem. If you need any more help with this, just let me know,” I offered.

“I’ve been meaning to ask, but you certainly took your some sweet time carrying Shiny’s bags over to her house. Did I miss something interesting?” She asked with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.

I laughed nervously at the implications she was putting on. “Well, she kind of found me out that I held back some things back about what happened last night when she was drunk.”

“She didn’t pressure you into spilling it did she? It’s unfortunate how she has such an eye for spotting minute details, even with those glasses of hers,” she commented while taking a seat on her bed, and patted an empty space next to her.

“Actually, she was pretty patient,” I answered while taking up Fleur’s offer, and taking the seat next to her. “She explained how we should be more honest with each other if she wants to get comfortable around stallions again, and with reasons like that, I just couldn’t say no.”

“So how did she take it when you told her?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.

“… Not much actually. She looked deep in thought, but that’s really it,” I answered.

“Interesting… Anything else after that?”

“Well we talked a little about what it was like living with my dad as an alcoholic, I won’t go into any details to get into anything depressing, and she was going to mention somepony she knew who had drinking problems, but changed her mind as she wasn’t ready to open it up yet.

“After that, she asked me out of the blue on my thoughts with the mares in this world, and how they compared with the human girls back on Earth. I mentioned how there was a larger number of girls here being forward than back on Earth, which can be good or bad depending on the situation, and how strange it was for that mare yesterday to come onto me the way she did, even though I was a different species compared to her. We then talked about how inter-species relationships are viewed here, I gave my thoughts on me being in a relationship with a pony, which I’m still conflicted about right now, and I’ll need to explore a little in order to understand myself a little better. Shining then told me about how she’d be willing to try it at least once when I asked her the same question before we ended there.”

“I see,” Fleur said while she was also deep in thought.

“What about you Fleur? About your take on inter-species relationships I mean?” I asked.

“Well after my break up with… him, I had to take a break from the dating life for a while,” she answered as she lied back on her bed, looking up to the ceiling. “Though it was sort of bothersome having Shiny pushing potential stallions away from me, it certainly gave me time to think about what I’m looking for in a special somepony. Then I see the occasional couple with one pony, and one of a different species where they look very happy being with each other despite their differences. Actually, it may even be those differences that gets those ponies attracted to them.

“As far as I know in what I want in a guy, I just want someone who can treat me special-like, and not see me as some kind of trophy, or somepony to use for their own gain.”

“Was that how it was with you and… him?” I asked as I lied back alongside Fleur, looking up at the ceiling as well.

“That, and apparently slept with other mares, even though I told him I didn’t want a polygamous relationship, and I still don’t today,” Fleur answered. “It’s like what you explained at the party last night Ozzy. I want to be the only mare for him, and he’ll be the only stallion for me if he treats me well. It’s just that much more meaningful in love compared to just sharing it to more than one pony.”

“That’s understandable,” I agreed. “I’m not against it, but I just don’t get how a guy would want more than one girl to be honest. You got three wives? Good for you, but why should I care? You have threesomes more than once a week? I don’t think I need to know that. Getting complaints from your wives about not getting a fair amount of attention or other things? Hey, you signed up for that shit, that’s your problem. As far as I can guess for why, I can only come to the conclusion that they’re just plain greedy with the sex, and not realize the weight they carry on their backs that goes with the commitment. That’s probably why they resort to just seeing other girls without telling their significant others like your ex.”

“I can totally see that too,” Fleur said. “Anyway, going back to the question about inter-species relationships, as long as they can fulfill my needs, I’m willing to give it a shot, and I’d show them how good a pony rides.”

I couldn’t help but guffawed from how she phrased it as I rolled off the bed. “Oh my god, that would sound so wrong back on Earth!” I exclaimed in between laughs, tears starting to well up in my eyes from how hard I chuckled.

Somehow I feel like I should be more flustered from how she said it, but oh god that was just too good to pay much attention to.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t think I quite understand,” Fleur said with a raised eyebrow in confusion as she looked down from her bed.

“I think it’s better if you don’t,” I replied as I got back on the bed after I calmed down. “I’m not sure how offensive it would sound if I told you the implications.”

“Dearie, I’m in a business where I’ve seen a lot of offensive things that gets showcased in the media,” Fleur said. “You’re also my friend, and we’re on equal terms here, so I think I can probably handle what kind of joke I’m not getting here.”

“You sure?” I asked, and she nodded in response. “Okay, so to start off, horses on my world are on all fours, and have hooves to walk and gallop on. Their colors usually range between brown, black, and white, there aren’t any pegasi or unicorns that exist there, and they don’t talk like we do. Now what humans do with horses, is they strap harnesses on them to literally help ride on top of them, and to go out on a stroll, race, and other equestrian related activities.

“Now on my world, we usually refer the term pony for smaller horses. The kids would just love to get what we would call ‘pony rides,’ where they literally ride on top of those small horses, and just walk around in a small closed circle. Now from how you just phrased it earlier…”

Even when it was steadily growing, Fleur turned completely red once she got the message before she shifted in her seat. “Oh goddess, that sounds so kinky,” she said, and that just got me dropping to the floor laughing once more. “Well I’m certainly glad you're getting a kick out of this,” she ticked off with a pout.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’ll stop,” I said as I tried to calm myself down, wiped more tears from my eyes, and got back on the bed. “Anyway, you can get now how the joke turns out, and how offensive it sounded.”

“I can certainly see that now. Is that why you’re kind of conflicted with having a relationship with a pony here?” She asked.

“Partially,” I answered. “I mean I can certainly see how intelligent ponies in this world can be, not to mention something out of reality from my own. Magic not only doesn’t exist on Earth, but things like pegasi, unicorns, griffons, and minotaurs were only mentioned in mythology. Plus, a human having a relationship with an animal like a dog, cat, or a horse, is considered a big taboo on Earth, usually referred to as bestiality. Now in this case, where I’m with a bipedal pony with some human-like features and behaviors, there’s still the equine part that kind of throws me into a loop.”

“… Do you… Find it strange to be friends with a pony like me then?” Fleur asked with ears folded.

Oh crap, I didn’t realize I was concerning her. I didn’t mean to take the conversation in this direction.

“Oh Fleur, of course not,” I said as I held her hand, and looked into her pale violet eyes. “I’m having a blast having you as a friend. Heck, this is probably the most excitement I ever had in my life right now, and I’m glad to have somepony as kind, generous, optimistic, and beautiful as yourself to spend it with.”

Fleur’s face reddened a bit as we gazed into each other for a time that might have been too long for comfort. I didn’t realize that I still had her hand in mine before I gingerly pulled it away, and looked to the floor with a heated face of my own.

“Uh… Sorry about that,” I apologized. “I guess what I’m afraid of in being in a relationship with a pony is how much of a freak would I be in another person’s eyes for being with someone of a different species. Same goes for the pony I’m with too, since they’d most likely be in the same boat as I am with their own kind, if not my own.”

“Ozzy… Look at me please,” Fleur said as she held my chin, and directed my gaze back to her big, purple eyes that were looking at me with a serious expression. “First of all, you’re not a freak. You’re a wonderful person, and I couldn’t be any happier to have met and made friends with you. Second, don’t worry about what other humans think of you. You moved into Equestria to make a new life for yourself correct? Follow through with it. Who you decide to love and be with is your business alone. Same goes for the pony you’re with as well. If they can’t handle the criticism and left, that just means they aren’t worth to fret over. For a stallion, or man, such as yourself, you deserve a great mare to love you dearly, and no less. Do you understand Ozzy?”

I smiled a little and gave a slight nod despite how her hand was holding my chin up. “I do. Thank you Fleur, I appreciate hearing that. And you know if it’s easier, you can just refer to me as a stallion if you’d like. I somehow like how it rings.”

“I’ll keep that in mind then,” she said with a smile before she looked up to her clock, and read it was 4:00 p.m. “Looks like we got lots of time before we get ready for the evening tonight. You still need to unpack and settle in your room right? Would you like some help?”

“I’d like that, thanks,” I replied as the two of us got up, and walked over to my room to start unpacking, and putting away the old and new clothes I had with me. As we did that, Fleur brought up something that left me baffled speechless.

“While we’re on the topic of romance Ozzy, I’d like to share some tips from one friend to another,” she said.

“What’s that?” I asked as I folded my t-shirts.

“If you’re conflicted with your feelings for a mare, don’t question it too much. Sometimes it’s good to explore, and see what comes up once you give it a chance. You never know, even if you did had experience with sex before with a human girl, you’d be surprised what we mares are capable of. We’d probably ride you in ways you’d never dream of,” Fleur finished in a sultry tone before she gave a flirty, teasing wink in my direction.

With that statement, my whole face heated from the implication instead of rolling on the floor laughing. I went back to folding my t-shirts in silence, trying not to dwell on the very lewd imaginations on how Fleur would ‘ride’ me while she giggled at my embarrassing expense.

Author's Notes:

And with that, I corrupted the innocent term 'pony rides' for readers everywhere, even if I wasn't the first that did so.

Still, you gotta admit it's kind of hot in this universe.

Okay I'll just go now.