There was a sudden lull in the court and then the Prosecution Barrister, standing in his black gown and white wig called for the next witness, Rachel ...cCormack. Patrick’s stomach clenched, and his heart missed a beat. It had been six months since he had seen her or held her, six long months in remand dreaming about her and reliving every second they had spent together, and although he knew she was the one that would put the nail in his coffin, so to speak, he was desperate to see her. She. Sitting inthe seat where the old man had been was a teenaged girl. She had long,blonde hair and perfect make-up which made the skin on her face lookperfect and unblemished. Her generous chest was compressed into atight sweater and she exuded a perfect feminine beauty despite sittingin a decidedly unladylike manner. Indeed, as he glanced at her, shepulled her legs back and crossed them, taking a more careful andguarded posture. She absent mindedly scratched at the bottom of herleft breast,. Even the larger muscles of the horsy neck tensed as he looked up towards the heaven. With the tight shut eyes; Ross could only imagine his horsy being overly glad and smiling, as he spent long, long time massaging the remote area and the anatomy there, sensing the stallion also needing him to continue the wonder moves causing certain other pleasant feelings, never to end. He wanted to stay and savor the ecstasy for much longer but again the desire for the even more; made him move on. He came to. He found her a job in the stables, feeding and grooming the horses, cleaning the stalls, and walking the horses from the stable to the corral or pasture so they could graze. It also paid very little but she would have done it for nothing. If she wasn't riding with Mr. Chevrier to the ranch she was borrowing her mother's car to get to work.By now, you must have gathered that Marcel Chevrier had taken a special interest in me and then Ginny. He had gone out of his way to help us, first with the.