I would pace and rub my hands, kind of like a new dad waiting to hear he had a healthy new baby. I never got the particulars of the race, horse or any...hing, I relied on Marcus to just set it up. I promised myself over and over, whatever the outcome, I would never do this again, bet this heavy. This was not the feeling of action I craved. The earliest I could Monday morning the call went to Marcus to hear the news. Right away he put me at ease, laughingly informing me it was a big winner as. From there, we headed toward the Bratcher spread. The Bratcher spread had two ranch houses, built a quarter mile apart. I told Manuel and Horacio this would be their new homes and they could look after the seventy-seven hundred acres together.Mr. Brenner had drawn me a map showing how to get to the other two spreads.I told Piter he could live in the ranch house and take care of the twenty-six hundred acre spread.When we came to the fifteen hundred acre spread, Polk walked into the ranch house. . you are a truly wonderful person too.” I give her a hug and a quick kiss and leave. I head to the restaurant to make a reservation. Ashley meets me at the desk. “How may I help you!” she asks as she pulls herself in tight against me. “Anything you want... I promise.” She squeezes me tight and kisses me. Her hands go to my ass, and she squeezes tight. “I... I... I’m just here to make a reservation for tonight. I’m hoping to bring Gretchen. She said no, but I have some people working on her. There was always room for procedural improvement and production efficiency. He was a hard man to please and this delay was intolerable. A white limousine pulled beside the plane and before it stopped, a rear door flew open and a tall buxom blonde in high heels and a tight abbreviated air hostess suit piled out. She grabbed her valise and loped towards the plane’s folding gangway. The pale blue fabric struggled to restrain the exaggerated bounce of her breasts. She clamored up the steps and.