We paid her well, and Katie adopted her as another grandmother.Sissy gave up her office and had another built beside my studio, connecting to one wall...with a door so all we had to do was open it and pop back and forth. She gave up the office so the groom we’d hired could use the apartment. We had four horses by then. Gracie was still there but was retired, living out her life in comfort. Katie would be graduating to a larger horse, soon if she kept up her growth spurt.Our other two horses were. If Evelyn had an opposite it was definitely Abigail, which was amusing since they were good friends. Seeing them together was like watching a Laurel and Hardy routine. Abigail was a little older than Evelyn, but shorter, slender and much more poised. Although she spoke up less, the raven haired sister had a quiet confidence and a subtle beauty to her thin features.“Thank youuuuuuuu” Vicky exclaimed with an eager smile before taking up her glass. She started downing the cool beverage without. I stopped the car, got out and helped her out before locking it, then followed her up the path and into the house. The hall light was already on and I presumed she'd left it on a timer or something. I closed the self locking door and walked the few steps to where she was stood, put my arms around her and kissed her once again. She responded and her tongue was soon probing my mouth, caressing the inside of my mouth and playing with my tongue. Then she broke off. "Come on Phil. Time for bed",. Tonight he was dressed casually in jeans and a tee-shirt. Opening the door, she stood back so he could step inside. As he handed her the flowers, John eyed her up and down.“Do I look okay?” Jazzy asked, looking down at the knee-length navy blue skirt and a light blue button-down shirt. She felt strange going braless because her size-40Cs were not meant to swing free.“Yes, you look fine,” he replied, handing her the flowers.“Thank you,” Jazzy said, ”Would you like something to drink?” hoping he.