I of course had to read Mark Trail again today to see where this lesbian thing was going.  It went nowhere.  Apparently, she was just getting ready to spook a horse and make it throw its rider.  That’s not hot.  That’s not hot at all.

So I guess I’ll have to turn to Nancy whose Aunt Fritzi would make Silly Putty melt.

And here’s a little bonus for those of you into ropes: