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265Bestiality is a taboo subject, and the portrayal of it is deemed to be against the law. I wondered about that. I agree that sex with an animal that does not consent, is an abusive act and morally wrong, but there again, giving one animal pleasure instead of slaying it for food... which is the worst, morally? Battery-reared chickens, slaughter houses%u2014where animals in a queue are witnesses to, and terrified by, their imminent slaughter; creatures destroyed to give us the pleasure of consuming them; how is that okay, but letting one of them find bliss during their lives is wrong?This story challenges the blunt tool used to ensure no animal can find sexual pleasure by human intervention. Rightly or wrongly, it depends on one%u2019s viewpoint of reality and our notion of civilised behaviour, and the animal%u2019s point of view. I like to think, what if? And why the hell are we all different species in the first damn place? And are they restraints cast upon us from age-old religious sanctimonious views?MolHenry was an upright kind. Brought up in an upper-middle-class family in England, his view of life was, like many, formed by his encounters with others in a protected environment%u2014limited. Hazel had shared a similar journey in life. Her parents had owned a stud farm, bring her up and keeping her close to the business of studding horse and teacher her their knowledge. Sadly, both had been killed two years earlier in a car crash. She was only just getting over her grief and starting to think about the business which, due to her depressed state, was no-longer doing very well.She was still drinking excessively and found her emotions were okay some days, but on other ones, were extreme and all over the place. Her only moments of consolation were going to the stables and spending hours talking to Henry, the horse her parents had bought for her Chapter 1: HenryThe Undertaker