After a quick breakfast, Jess and I headed to the show grounds to check on her pony and get ready for the competitions. We fed and watered the pony. Jess was entered in two competitions. She got her starting times. We had a while to wait for the first round. As we watched the other competitors, I found myself checking out the young riders. There were a few little cuties but none as cute as Jess. Finally it was time for Jess to get ready for the first round. She was nervous as she entered the arena. As the bell rang to start her round, I stood at the side of the arena and watch a flawless clear round of jumping. This put Jess through to the competition for the next day.

After lunch, Jess would be taking part in another competition. We took care of her pony and got something to eat. In the afternoon, Jess was nervous about the competition. The bell rang and she started her round. She was clear over the first four obstacles. The fifth jump was on a tight turn. Jess' pony saw the jump late and decided it didn't like it. It stopped and Jess went over the pony's head. She landed on the poles of the jump and they came crashing down. I ran in to the arena. Jess lay on the ground, winded. I knelt beside her as her breath came back. We slowly got her to her feet. She was in pain and the medics came to check her out. We helped her to the medical room. The doctor help me get Jess sitting on the inspection couch. The doctor asked Jess where the pain was. It was across her back, where she had fallen onto a pole. The doctor pulled Jess' shirt up at the back and we could see a nasty graze.

The doctor told Jess to take off her shirt. She began to open the buttons but was obviously in pain. The doctor turned to me. 'Dad, you better help her'. I looked at Jess and she didn't say anything to the doctor. I stepped forward and started to unbutton Jess' blouse. I tried to keep eye contact with her but I needed to look to see what I was doing. As I opened buttons, her bra came in to view. Her bra was plain white. I am no expert, but I would guess she was an A cup. I opened the last button and help Jess slip the blouse off. I stepped back to let the doctor do her job. I wasn't sure where to look but I kept taking glances at Jess. I was torn between concern for her and lust for her body. The doctor started to check for any serious damage. Jess winced in pain as the doctor checked her out. Then, as I watched, the doctor opened Jess' bra and pulled the straps aside. Jess looked at me but didn't try to cover herself. The bra fell away from her body and I got a clear view of pert teen breast. The doctor turned to me.

'No real damage done. She will be sore for a few days but I will give you some pain killers and some ointment to take care of the grazing. Just apply it gently twice a day.' I was relieved to hear that Jess would be fine.

'Can she compete in the competition tomorrow, doctor'. The doctor smiled.

'I bet it will be hard to stop her. The pain killers will help. Take baths and maybe a massage to keep the muscles from tensing'. I help Jess get dressed and took another look at that fabulous young body.'

We drove back to the hotel and headed to the room. I gave her the pain killers. I suggested she get some sleep but she thought a bath might ease the pain. I ran the bath and asked her if she needed help.

'No, I'm fine. Maybe a rub down afterwards?'

'OK, no problem.'

A while later Jess came from the bathroom, wrapped in a big towel.

To be continued....