A Life in the Day of Nixdown Nixon - The Woody Back to School Unit

6Planet NixPen and I enjoyed a icy glass of bubbles. Shesat on a bale of hay; I lay on my tummy at her feet. Imay be Nixdown, woman of steel, but my bum wassizzling and sitting down did not strike me as aparticularly attractive proposition.My bum was burning delightfully. There was noneed to hurry things. The night was still young andnobody was going to bother us in our sanctuary and Iwanted to savor the moment while I sipped myfavorite tipple.Penny Ann picked up the leather riding cropand toyed with it teasingly in her gloved hands. Shewas totally relaxed in our private world and shelooked magnificent in her skin hugging shirt with hertie slightly loosened.The crop she was holding is one of myfavorites. It is a vintage piece with a braided pig-skincovered shaft and a engraved silver niello handle,finished with a horn knob.I have been collecting crops obsessively since Iwas very young and started riding, long before I had