Brewing Up A Storm

She slowly rode into the ring and took up position with the other women and was astonished to see two women immediately ride out of the ring and speak to the judges. They were remonstrating with them and one pointed towards her in the ring.

"Oh God no," said John out loud as he watched the judges enter the ring and walk towards Elaine. There was a small conversation in the ring and slowly and then quickly Elaine could be seen riding back towards the gate again, tears streaming down her face. John ran back to the transporter and helped her dismount unsure of what to say.

"Oh John, take me home," she bawled tears flooding down her cheeks.

John knew what had happened but had to ask, "what did they say?"

"They said I couldn't," she stuttered, " couldn't compete in that event, any other event but that one."

"Why?"

"Because Sadie and Angela complained that I was once a man and men don't compete in the ladies Gold Cup," she explained.

"Oh Elaine, you are my woman now that's all that counts," he said and he kissed her hard feeling her tongue invade his mouth in front of everyone at the horse show. They tasted each other's tears knowing that they loved each other.