Chapter Fifteen
My Pony Training Commences
The woman that strode out through the open door brought with her a feeling of confidence and of domination assured. She exuded a feeling that to disobey her would not be wise; to do so would be foolish, even stupid and quite pointless. I looked at her, she was the tallest woman I had ever seen. She was at least six-foot four inches tall and perhaps even taller, she towered above me as she closed in. She reached out as she passed the dressage ring gate picking up the lunge lead and without a break in her easy confident stroll she carried it towards me.
I watched her steadily approach, my mouth dry my heart racing as she studied me and closed in on me – a panther with its prey firmly in its sights. I wanted to run, to escape, she scared me that
