yet another rainy day and I couldn’t afford to miss my ride. Unfortunately, my slave is not exactly fit to be mounted, so I had to resort to using my horse instead. However, due to the wet weather, I was unable to saddle it. Today, I decided to ride sans saddle. As usual, my slave served as my stepping stool and waited obediently on all fours. At the end of our ride, I allowed him to clean the mud off my rubber riding boots and spurs using his tongue. And who better to clean my dirty riding pants than my loyal stableman? While sitting comfortably on his face, he diligently cleans them with his tongue.