Summerisle By Gypsie Sweetnickers
Chapter 15 Plot 

Toby pulled up the drive and parked the car near the stables. He saw a small group of 
girls standing in the middle of the courtyard. Like Tabitha, they were dressed for riding. 
The Sweetman children made their way toward the group. Toby stopped a few feet away 
from the girls to allow Tabitha to go ahead to meet them alone. Tabitha strode with 
confidence towards the 4 four girls who appeared to be between11 and 14 years-old. The 
girls turned to look at Tabitha as she called to them, "Hi, I'm Tabitha."

Three of the girls were dressed in the same type of outfit as Tabitha, a black jacket and 
jodhpurs. They looked shy and, as a group, three stepped back.  The fourth girl smiled, 
stepped forward and replied, "I'm Penelope. You can call me Penny."

Unlike Tabitha and the other three girls, Penny wore brown riding britches and a red 
riding jacket. Penny's straw blonde hair was braided in two pigtails that stood out from 
her head as if they were deliberately engineered to support her cylindrical black hat. 
Tabitha and the others wore simple black riding helmets.

"Hi Penny," Tabitha replied. "So what are the rest of you called?"

Before any of the other girls could reply Penelope answered, "This is Jamimah Jenkins." 
She indicated a waif-like] girl of about 11 who smiled and said, "Hello," in a shy voice.

A red head of about 14 spoke up, "Robyn Begley." Tabitha noted Robyn had wide hips 
and a nicely developed pair of boobs. 

"And I'm Issy Simmons." Issy, a curly haired blonde, was about the same age as Tabitha 
and Penelope.

It occurred to Toby, as he watched his sister talking to Penelope, that the red-coated girl 
reminded him of a ring master. She was not only dressed for the role but she also seemed 
to control of the group like a ring master. He found himself surveying the girl. "She may 
be young," he thought, "but boy she sure exudes pure sex!" Toby began to slowly 
undress the girl mentally.

Toby's reverie was interrupted by a voice behind him. "Ah, good morning girls, Toby." 
Toby spun around to see Lord Summerisle resplendent in a crimson jacket and white 
jodhpurs. He held the reigns of a black horse. The beast's size should have told Toby it 
was a stallion but as the horse came closer; its sex was obvious. The horse's cock swung 
heavily as it trotted in a leisurely gait behind its master.

"Good morning your lordship," Toby called. "Is Tam ready?"

As Lord Summerisle reached the group of girls, he looked back at Toby. "I believe my 
son will be ready presently. I would wait for him here were I you."

The nobleman returned his attention to the girls. "Jamilah and Meera are bringing your 
mares, girls." They heard the sound of hoofs as the horses emerged from the stables. 
"And here they are now"

Two Indian girls lead the horses from the stables. They each held the reigns of two 
horses. Two of the horses were dappled, one was chestnut and one could have been the 
sister of Lord Summerisle's stallion.

It was obvious that the Indian girls were twins. Their identical slender frames and light 
olive complexions indicated they were descended from a long line of high caste Hindus. 
The steel bracelet around each girl's wrist told the observant that their family had long 
ago abandoned the caste system in favor of the teaching of Guru Nanak. The Indian girls 
were dressed in pink shirts and dark blue jeans. Their Jeans were stuffed into black boots 
that came to the middle of their calves. Each girl had incredibly long black hair. They 
both pulled it back into ponytails that had a silky sheen that reflected the sunlight.

"Ok girls, mount up!" Lord Summerisle commanded the group of young horsewomen. 
Meera and Jamilah assisted Penelope and the others as the girls climbed onto the saddles 
of the four mares.
 
Tabitha, crest fallen, was left standing alone without a horse.

"As of yet we don't have a horse for you, Tabi," Lord Summerisle apologized. "So I hope 
you don't mind riding up here with me on Heracles." He indicated his stallion.

Tabitha's face lit up. "Mind? Not at all!"

"Good, good," Lord Summerisle smiled. He picked Tabitha up effortlessly and placed her 
on Heracles' saddle. He then quickly mounted behind her and picked up the reigns. 
Tabitha, seated closely in front of the man, felt him pull her even closer to him. Tabitha 
could feel Lord Summerisle's body heat radiate against her. "Hold on," he leaned over 
and whispered in the 13-year-old's ear, and she nodded slowly.

Lord Summerisle looked down to Toby. "I'll make sure Tabi makes her way home safely. 
Have fun today!" With that he kicked his heels into Heracles' side and the stallion began 
to trot. Heracles led the mares out of the courtyard. Toby was left alone with the twin 
Indian stable girls.

