After a fight with her mother chose to live permanently on the ranch. Read her story as she lives as a free woman who is also training with the ponygirls and trying not to get reported to the authorities, having her freedom taken away, and being forced to be a real ponygirl for life. Now that the boring pre-history is over I can get to the real beginning of the story.
I added the pre-history to shed some light on my relationship with Danica and why we are no longer friends. When this story really began I was 14 years old and would soon start both my first year in high school and my first part-time job. Well, it will be part-time when school starts. My dad helped me get the job at the beginning of the summer between the 8 th and 9 th grades.
Smith had both real horses and ponygirls. For the real horses, he stabled, trained, and rode them. For the ponygirls, he trained them for competition. This is where he made most of his money.
People from around the world paid to have their ponies trained by him. Much more so than the money he made stabling real horses. I was to be merely a stable hand, a female gofer that raked and shoveled horse poo.
It was fun to be able to brush a horse even if I had to have help reaching the higher spots. I had only been fourteen for a couple of months when I started a week after school was out. In the four years since the beginning of this story, I grew taller, four inches, and my breasts went from flat to 28B.
