“What?” Queenie said. “Now I have to know what the special thing is.”
“Me too,” Devina said.
“Even I want to know,” the photographer c*m blogger said.
“Who do you think we get to shovel the horse poop out of the stalls?” Macon said. “The person who was naughtiest that day.”
“That’s not punishment to me,” Liza said, “I don’t mind shoveling horse poop.”
“You are definitely part of the horsey set,” Devina said.
“It’s not a bad set to be in,” Trixie said, then turned to Liza. “I’m a student in the gay riding class here.”
“How do you like it?” Liza said.
“I don’t like it,” Trixie said, “I love it!”
“I’ve heard so many good things about the class, I want to sign up for your next one,” Devina said. “Are beginners welcome?”
“Of course,” Macon said.
“We’d better stop distracting the ladi
